Renesmee Cullen Novels & Stories

Jocelyn was stunned and nodded, "Two days ago, I was on a program about jewelry, and Mr. Sonnet was a judge of that program, so we met once!" Kallena's expression was a little lost, "Just met once. I thought you knew him before!" Jocelyn was a little curious. Then she remembered that Marcel specially asked her a few questions after recording the program and that Kallena looked excited as soon as she saw her, so Jocelyn thought she might look like someone. She asked directly, "Why do you think so?" Kallena pursed her lips and said, "Well, Marcel’s wife’s name is Raina Devin. She is my best friend. You look much like her when she was young!"

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

TOP ON LEADERBOARD: NUMBER: SCORES: 1ST: FLORENCE MIL 09 - 9 2ND: AGATHA PEREZ 10 - 8 3RD: GAIL AMERSON 07 - 4 4TH: JENNIE LAZON 02 - 4 5TH: KRYLLE SU 04 - 3 6TH: JONNA KIM 01 - 1 7TH: SOLENE TIAR O3- 0 8TH: HELLERY JOES 05 - 0 9TH: BEATRICE SHUN 06 - 0 10TH: VENN TRICE 08 - 0

"I'm glad to see that you're all healed up." "Thank you," Rayne spoke in a tone that concealed her nervousness and I liked that. I did not want her to be intimidated by anyone. I wanted my lady to be strong. We sat down and a little while later, the door of the meeting room opened after we heard a slight knock. A lady in her early thirties walked inside. She had long dark brown hair, bronze skin, and hazel eyes. 'A Middle Eastern beauty,' I read Rayne's thoughts. I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers.

Rene lives in the Cresent pack but refuses to live in the packhouse, he said he was too fed up with seeing the Alpha pack bringing young girls to his room every day. "You believe me, right?" Rene asked looking down slightly. She is taller than Bella. Bella nodded. She didn't know who Rene was…and never met her before…but somehow she felt comfortable with this woman. Rene looks friendly and sincere. Even though from earlier she could understand that this woman had quite a mouth.

I smiled awkwardly and nodded. “Yes,” I confirmed. Her eyes widened, “Oh my gosh! I’m delighted to finally meet you. I heard many things about you. And I really, really admire you!” That caught me off guard. Am I that famous? She extended her hand in front of me, “I’m Cassie Steel, the royal beta’s cousin. I’m also a knight,” she introduced herself. “I’m pleased to meet you, ma’am. I’m---” she cut me off and eagerly took one of my hands. “Anastasia Cullen. I know you, my lady.” This girl has so much energy, and I like it.

The doorbell rang. Chantelle froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She heard her cousin Isabella get up to open the door. She couldn't hear what was being said, but she heard the sound of someone else coming into the house. After a few moments, her uncle came back into the kitchen, followed by his wife. "Chantelle," Rosemary her uncle's wife called out. "Yes ma" She answered."

she said firmly, her voice full of hatred. Lucas stepped back, not knowing what to say, he left Zera and went inside his office. “Selene Madden, ‘Rising Master of Art’! What a fancy recognition, isn’t it?” Rico was beaming with joy as he put Selene’s coffee on the table. “I still can’t believe that The Girl from Copenhagen was you! There is someone interested in you!” he said, and clapped.

Not because he was fat or he had a dead brother, not because he was weird or he had a nickname that mocked his entire identity. Because she didn’t care about all that. She knew he had fallen for her and she helped him out of it. To fall for another she couldn’t see. Irene. Katharina Stones. She couldn’t see but only believed when she was faced with the truth. That she was real. NOW And she looked up from the text she was about to write to Sally. She had gotten her new number from her best friend, Jeffrey. And after two years, she was actually willing to make amends. To finally embrace the person she was in Rennè.

Do I have dementia? “Oh dear, you look confused.” She says as she laughs a little, “Come with me, I feel like I should introduce you to some people.” She says and I blindly follow her. Too confused to know what’s going on. “This is Gwen, Harry, Marie, Penelope, Daphne, Kyle, Daryl, Juliette, Sarah, Seb, Ron, Terry and of course Dave.” My eyes widen when I realize what is happening. Oh. My. God.