The Twilight Twenty-Five

Prompt 21: Vivid

Pen name: SophiaAnne

Pairing: Bella and Edward

Rating: T

She thought she'd memorized his face. Her finger had traced his long, straight nose, caressed the sharp jaw that set off lips unbearably lush. She'd been dazzled more than once by those tawny eyes, felt the texture of his untamable locks that made him so distinctive, so memorable from the first moment she saw him.

But now she realized she'd never truly seen him.

With eyes no longer brown, she drank him in with new clarity. His skin almost glowed, and his eyes, locked on hers, radiated the facets of a thousand precious stones.

He was beautiful. He was hers.

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The Twilight Twenty-Five

Prompt 22: Voracious

Pen name: SophiaAnne

Pairing: Edward and Bella

Rating: T

He tears through the woods, expertly weaving among branches in pursuit.

Doe eyes watch him, slightly skittish, unsure of the threat.

He's closing in, venom pooling, body tensing as he prepares.

Her slight movements sends eddies of fragrant scent around him.

He feels it building inside, the ravenous hunger, the insatiable need.

Her posture radiates a chill as he's ignores her, but the accelerated thump of her heart gives her away.

He leaps through the air and snares his prey, his sharp teeth making short work as he gorges yet again.

Her blood is the only thing that will satisfy.

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The Twilight Twenty-Five

Prompt 23: Walls

Pen name: SophiaAnne

Pairing: Bella

Rating: T

The house looks the same as she reaches the end of the driveway, even after the months it's been unoccupied. Elegant, clean lines, multitudes of windows glinting bright in the sunlight. Perfect in the way that all things Cullen always are.

She cuts off the truck, listening to the engine sputter and wheeze. The sleek engine of his Volvo never made noises, always purring precisely.

His home. His cars. His clothes. His impossibly preternaturally beautiful face. Everything about him is so much more than she can ever hope to be. She doesn't blame him. She would have left her too.

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The Twilight Twenty-Five

Prompt 24: Wood

Pen name: SophiaAnne

Pairing (Character): Charlie

Rating: T

He sets the log on the chopping block, steadies his axe, and swings. The satisfying thunk of steel meeting wood echoes. He jerks the axe loose.

The log splits in two with the next swing, and he chucks it to the side. He needs a good supply now. He's let the pile get too small, ignoring the chill in the evenings in favor of hunkering in front of a game, or avoiding the empty house altogether.

But his house won't be empty soon, and he needs to make sure she's warm. He smiles and sets another log on the block.

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The Twilight Twenty-Five

Prompt 25: Worship

Pen name: SophiaAnne

Pairing (Character): Edward

Rating: T

He stands in the forest, absorbing the quiet as the sun filters through the cathedral of trees overhead. He believes in the Almighty. Heaven and hell. Eternal damnation. The last most of all, soulless as he is.

He knows Carlisle disagrees, believes even a vampire may commune with their Maker. For someone as unstained as his father, perhaps. But for him? He's soaked in the blood of hundreds and he's not sure that can be atoned for.

But today he's come not for himself, but to beg for her soul. He slowly sinks to his knees, hands clasped, and prays.