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2010-08-18T02:27:28Z

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A Crazy Christmas with the Cullen (Chapter 3)

2010-08-17T02:23:16Z

— First it was because she was human and frail— he continued pointing his index finger, then because she was pregnant, then because we could hear Nessie, and now it is not the time? You-don´t-want-me! —Cried turning around.
—Bella is not that— she begged her husband. —You know I love you, but you also know that there are more people at home, and not a good time when others are preparing dinner.
—And we do not even eat! —He raised his voice.
—But your father and our friends they do— he reminded.
—You did not look pretty! —He ignored it— You prefer to be with Tanya and you're waiting for her tonight.
—Of course not ...

Heavens! What was up with this beautiful family? Some was talking to themselves, others with the mirror, some fighting, others ... also fighting. Where was the union, the family? The Peace!
After taking a deep breath, it was better to see Emmett and Alice.

But this time the large bear jumped from one place to another with the angels of "Dior" hung in their ears and singing "Jingle Bells" as a complete fool.
Emmett, I demand you give me back my angels away, and what better go and finish decorating the tree exactly as I drew! —Ordered following him around the room.
They ran everywhere rapidly turning vases and chairs. Emmett laughed and dodged to Alice, while in revenge she was throwing the cushions.
—Do you still continue to argue for decoration? —Esme was heard coming along Nessie with some trays placed on the table.
—I have the head to the top— said Jasper coming up from the basement before going to his little wife. —Love, I love you, but if you keep this up, I feel that my head will explode.
—Oh. That does not happen, —replied Carlisle Jazz taking his shoulder to appear out of nowhere. —Believe me— he said with utmost seriousness.
All who were there looked at him, but he smiled at the angel that still hung from the ear of his eldest son.
—Alice, it seems to surprise you —pointing to each with a finger — one would think he had pulled something.
—Carlisle! —cried the little... The fanged, though.
— See? I told you, —Emmett laughed putting an angel of " Dior "— Just need to fire them from pulling through the mouth and ...
His comment was interrupted by the rapid movement of his sister, who threw the first thing in his power, a chandelier.
—Carlisle, sweety — Esme said taking his arm to her husband who was still staring intently Alice and an angel. I think we'll have to buy a new one.
An overwhelmed Edward and Bella sulking then entered the room, and he saw the scene with eyes wide open.
—Need Help? —Edward asked, hesitating for a split second before he answered his clairvoyant sister.

— Tell your brother to hang dull angels in the entry, or return them to me or he can go to…

—Alice! —Esme interrupted. —The bad words are not allowed in this house. What does it say about Barney?
—Barney? — Nessie-raised his voice, which until then was decorating a cake on the table. —Grandmother, upgrade, Barney stopped being a long time.
—Yes? — asked interested. —Now who is it? The Teletubbies? Back Jardigans? Lazi Town? Dora the Explorer? —
— Hey. Do not stray from the subject. We need to decorate the place, —Alice spoke up —We can not receive people well, and they do not need any mono television, with Emmett is sufficient.
The aforementioned stuck out her tongue.

A Crazy Christmas with the Cullen (chapter 2)

2010-08-11T22:54:54Z

He was in the basement crazy (even more than his wife), his hands covering his ears to try to silence not only what he heard, but also all the emotions he received from his family, anger, discomfort, despair, anxiety, and then followed the list.

— "Please calm down," he whispered to himself. Or finally, shut up.
It was a lot to him.

In another room of the big house, Rosalie looked again and again in the big mirror of your closet trying on dress after dress.

That Christmas, she had asked for a mirror talkative as appearing in Snow White and Emmett as his Santa Claus came early, and after enjoying enough that disguise between them, now she was enjoying her gift garrulous, wearing a stunning short and highly provocative red dress.

—Mirror, mirror. Who is the most beautiful in this kingdom? —He asked aloud, taking one end of the strange dress mirror, and the robotic voice of her husband did not hesitate in their voices heard.

—You and only you my beautiful Rose! My goddess. My everything —the mirror said.
Emmett had commanded him to do for her.

Rosalie smiled with pleasure and turn around again in the mirror. Okay, there was little to say in these parts.

Further, and while the camera was invisible walking the halls of the house, reached the office of Dr. Carlisle Cullen.

Carlisle felt tired, and patted his forehead with his fingers when he heard Emmett and Alice discuss the decoration, Jasper crying (well, that was just a euphemism) to please calm down, because he was not able to calm.

—"I have a headache," she whispered, closing her eyes, but that is not even possible ... I need a psychologist, and an urgent ... "he thought — Maybe the whole family could go to a psychologist, came up while talking to himself. And perhaps I could tell you privately that I am alone ...

I keep accumulating family, and we are nine, and I even got some lobitos to accompany us, but still not enough ... Am I talking to myself? I do not want to be alone. Can anybody hear me? ...

It is best to move forward. Sometimes with so much tension can pass the bill. Do not blame the doctor Carlisle feeling stressed.

In the kitchen, Esme and small not so small Nessie (who looked like a teenager), prepared the dinner the night, but little had really made a mess. Definitely did not inherit the gift of his mother in the kitchen.

Dressings had exchanged "the" turkey for dessert, and had turned the icing on the cake on the grill in the kitchen. All to make dinner for her beloved Jake.

— Grandma, Jake will be here any moment and yet nothing is ready— complained hyperventilating before seeing a strange thick smoke coming from the nearest pot.

— Relax, dear— replied his grandmother in peace and love symbol engraved on the front, before the hysteria of his teenage granddaughter.

Never set well, but apparently to impress her boyfriend out of his usual calm and maturity.

—You know I can repeat as many times as you want— he said patiently.

— But you know what he eats, and others will come, and I have not yet dressed, and I have to ... I have to ...

Attacks teenagers ... It was better to continue along the corridors to the music studio, where in a romantic place was the lovely couple that had been forged in Twilight and its sequels.

Both would love to live her hands full, with passion, joy, peace ...

—Bella, stop! — Cried Edward away from his wife until she was behind the piano.

—Now you do not want to do this, right? —said the aforementioned mad.

His character does not improve.

A Crazy Christmas with the Cullen... (chapter 1)

2010-08-09T03:11:38Z

It was a quiet afternoon of Christmas Eve, and while he was a weak attack blizzard around beside the soft white snow falling in flakes like small cotton ball over the peaceful town of Forks, the Cullen, and after two years have fought and fought all the Volturi guard, and having met in its entirety more than sixty vampires, were now at home to prepare for a nice "dinner" Christmas with men now friends Quileute wolf, and the closest human they knew in Forks.
This was supposed to be a peaceful and joyful Christmas Eve, full of peace and love ...
It was supposed ...

God, Emmett! — Came the sharp voice of Alice pixie so strong all around, the birds had fled in fear from the thick foliage of the adjacent forest. You can not combine the green with the gold! That is NOT fashionable!

His face twitched with panic to see his older brother decorating the house with the decorations she had bought specially.

— Oh, come on, Alice. They are just decorations, "complained the aforementioned with a grimace, as he hung tiny golden angels with small replicas of designer suits in Christmas decorations.

Alice dodged the couch that separated the large and muscular body of his brother in a single bound, and stood beside her with his hands up to achieve what Emmett argued.

—No, no, no! —Shouted again climbing up the arm of her brother. This has to be perfect, and the angels of "Dior" have to go in the entrance for guests to see. Do you know what I took them to agree to dress my angels to date? —He asked tragically.

—Hey, it's true, and it look like you"— laughed placing his hand on Alice's head so he would not rise,— "but instead of wings, you have red horns and fangs.—

His sister gave him a blow on the leg that Emmett made a cry, getting him to release one of the angels. But before it hit the ground, Alice took it without problems and with devotion arranging her tiny clothes.

—"Look,"— he said taking another trim of another color, —"here is red. Combine green and red in this sector. You follow me?—
Emmett rolled his eyes. —Or your brain can not link the difference between colors?

And that was the beginning to engage in another argument with a string of childish giving coming from midday, when the nine Cullen: Mami love and peace Cullen, Cullen Bear, Barbie Cullen, Cullen Pixie, Confederate Cullen, dazzling Cullen, Cullen Ex-clumsy, and not so small little monster Cullen (if you have to see how children eat today), came together to make preparations for the evening.

Chaos reigned in the house, or even the wonderful gift of Jasper could calm them.

Eclipse tragic end.

2010-08-06T03:04:49Z

Was about to begin the fight, but I had enough humor to think about that now, indeed, this added a degree of discomfort to my mood ...

took a while thinking, when suddenly there was a total absence of sound. I could hear Edward stop breathing and become a block of ice. It was then that I saw emerge from the trees in Victoria. It seemed like my nightmares.

Edward stood before me in a totally defensive posture, while Victoria roared. I could see in his eyes the desire to kill me. Today would not give up, do anything to do so. ― Victoria, you won´t touch her ― Edward threatened ―. You have to step over my dead body, and believe me you will not have such an honor.

Edward was rushed to Victoria. The movements were so fast that I could not see them all. I heard that someone was missing, but did not know who. I despaired over the idea that Edwrad get hurt. I could hear grunts and noises, metal, mixed with groans filled with pain, who could not identify.

When finally find Edward, I uttered a cry, almost like a groan of pain: Edward was on his knees. Victoria had him in the neck to kill him. I could not believe what I was looking at: a few feet from me, the reason for my existence was dying. I had to do something, but could not move. A few inches of me, there was a sharp knife that had fallen from Edward pants. Tighten the knife against my wrist. I started to smell a mixture of oxide and salt.

It worked. Victoria turned his face to smell my blood and let go of Edward, who was left lying and motionless beside a tree. Was it too late?

No. I could not believe that, he was immortal and could not die. So, why not get up? Why was shot and not moving? I refused to believe in that possibility, to believe he was dead.

Edward. No, no, no ... I had sunk so much in my thoughts, watching with eyes blurred because of the tears, who saw that Victoria was heading towards me. But I looked at her, if Edward estubiera pretending not fail if she wants hacerca me so much. By now there would be positioned in front of me with that position that he had become routine in recent months, but he kept lying on the ground ... it was then that I could see very clearly: he was dead.

As my brain processed this information, Victoria is increasing its revolves around me, walking with a grace and smiling as obtained by revenge. Now I do not mind dying, and had no reason to live and gladly would receive death.

Edward was dead.

Victoria took my wrist, held it up to the face and breathe in slowly ... Everything went black.

What if Edward...

2010-08-03T00:37:48Z

The wedding of Edward and Bella!!!

2010-07-30T05:04:13Z

How would the wedding of Edward and Bella??

Ok, ok when I saw this I loved it! so I share it with you. It is the wedding

of Bella and Edward according to the Event Planner Preston Bailey,

who recently designed the wedding Ivanka Trump.

Please remember that the translation is not good ... be patient and

I hope your comments!!