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I do not want to tell you all for a reason. - Carlisle knows how he will treat me. The black burned ... all the vampire-related things must be burned. And Carlisle was instinctive to protect himself. He struggled to get out of the lane, as the crowd scoured the devil and his victims. Carlisle fled into a cellar, buried in rotten potatoes for three days and three nights. What a miracle he did not make a noise that no one knows. - And then everything almost collapsed ... when he realized that he has become something ... It is unclear how my face is now showing how suddenly Edward stopped the unfinished story. - How do you feel in person? I do not mind - I asserted to Edward, and although I tried to grin tight, he must have realized the extreme curiosity was burning in my eyes. Edward smiled, patiently: - I'm waiting for you to ask. - Just a little. Prev Chapter Next Loading ... Sstruyen.com.vn is the website for reading stories online, attractive with all kinds of stories, narrative, story, the story, not stories, teen stories .... Story is updated the fastest and supports reading on any device such as mobile or tablet. Email: hello@sstruyen.com.vsay, suakhoaoto.com.vn, novels, teenagers, gifts, event companies, delicious, cheap car keys, lock safes , make piaggio car keys
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Edward took me back to the room he had introduced earlier ... Carlisle's office. He waited for a moment at the door. "Come in," said Dr. Carlisle. Edward opened the door leading into a room with very high ceilings with long windows facing west.
The walls in the room are covered with dark, dark wood. In the non-boarding space, it is intended to list towering bookstores, countless books, no different than a library. Dr. Carlisle sat on a leather chair, behind an oversized mahogany desk.
He just put a bookmark tag in the thick book he was watching. Entering his room, I thought as if I was entering a university dean's room - only the doctor Carlisle was too young to fit in that position. - What can I do for you? Dr. Carlisle asked us in a kind voice, he rose slightly from his seat.
"I want to show Bella the history of our family," Edward replied. "Well, more precisely, my father's life. - We do not intend to bother you - I'm sorry. - No problem. So where do you want to start? "Waggoner," Edward answered, gently putting his hand on my shoulder, bringing me back to the door.
For some reason, every time he touches me, even if it's just a very natural gesture, my heart beats continuously, and I can hear it outside. It was in front of Dr. Carlisle again, I am even more embarrassing. The wall we are facing now is different from the other walls.
Instead of having to list books, the wall is full of paintings of all sizes, framed carefully, some paint in bright colors, some of which have a gray color. Eyes glance on page one, in my head trying to arrange them in a reasonable order, but in vain, the picture does not follow a motif at all.
Edward pushed me to the corner of the left wall, then stopped me in front of a small, square, oiled canvas, framed in a wooden frame. This painting does not stand out among other bigger and brighter paintings; The painting was painted with ink (13), depicting a miniature city with a lot of steep roofs, with the spiers scattered there.
The view is a wide river, with an architectural bridge that at first glance looks like a shrine. (13) Squid ink is a reddish-brown ink, made from squid. "London is one thousand six hundred and fifty," Edward explained.
- London during my childhood - Dr Carlisle added, he just stood behind us a few steps. I was startled, for not having heard his footsteps approaching. Edward took my hand lightly. - Will you tell me a story? - Edward suggested. I waited for Dr. Carlisle's response.
Getting to see my eyes, the doctor smiled. - Of course - he answered - Well, now I have to go to work a bit. The hospital just called this morning ... Dr. Snow was squeezing his neck in his neck. Anyway, you know almost everything about me anyway. Speaking of which, he turned to Edward, smiling back.
What a unique situation in the world ... the story of mA teenager in London in the seventeenth century was temporarily interrupted ... because he had to go to work as a local doctor in the twenty-first century! After giving me a warm smile, Dr. Carlisle left the room. For a long while, I kept glued to the picture of Dr. Carlisle's home. - Then what happened? Finally, I asked, turning to Edward; I was watching every move through my expression - when he knew what had happened to me? Edward looked up at another picture, suddenly I looked at it ... It was a gray, gray-lined landscape painting - a shade of shadowy grass lying in the forest, When you know you have become something - Edward responded with a very low voice - Carlisle's mind was torn fierce. He tried to ruin himself. But that is not easy at all. - What? - I did not want to grow up, but my question suddenly came out in astonishment. - Carlisle jumped from the top of the mountain, Edward answered, calm voice - He wanted to drown his body deep inside. the ocean ... but he was too strong and full of youth as he entered a new life. What is surprising is that Carlisle is able to resist his new source of nutrition ... even though he is just a "newcomer." But then, instinctively, he will be able to control everything. one's sense But Carlisle was determined beforehand ... He told himself that he had the power to starve to death. - How could that be? - My voice trembled. "It's impossible, because it's one of the few ways we can kill you." I opened my mouth and tried to explain. "And Carlisle must suffer from hunger, hunger, and hunger. Strength is deteriorating in a terrible way. He tried to stay away from humans, but gradually he realized that his strong will began to weaken. At night, Carlisle wandered to uninhabited places, walking reluctantly. One night, he heard the sound of a deer passing by in his hiding place. In a thirst for thirst, Carlisle immediately attacked the deer without any thought. His power comes back at the same time as the perception of a way of life can be avoided as a hideous monster. Has not he eaten the forest in his previous life? In the following months, Carlisle remained loyal to his philosophy of life. He can survive without becoming a demon. So Carlisle found his true self. He decided to use all the time to get useful life. He is always bright and eager to learn. He now has the advantage of not having any time constraints. Carlisle decided to study hard. He swam to France and ... - Did the doctor swim to France? Bella - Edward patiently reminded me - well, it must be. Because in the context of the story like this, I find it a little crazy, that's all. He went on. - For people like you say swimming is an extremely easy task ... - Well with me, anything is easy ... Edward stopped ... waiting ... on the surface
clearly fun. - I do not mix In the first place, I promise. He giggled and finished his sentence: - Because, technically, we do not need to breathe ... - He ... - Not, no, I promise - Edward laughed Put a cold finger in front of my lips. - Do you want to hear him tell the story or not? - I can not just give such an unexpected incident and then do not let you ask anything - My mouth mumbled behind his fingers. Edward lifted his hand, then pressed his hand against my neck. My heart started to get rhythmic, but I still struggled to the end. - Do not you breathe? - I asked. - Oh, that's not necessary. At body it - He shrugged. - How long can you hold your breath? - As long as possible, indefinitely; He also did not know. But a bit annoying ... because not to be sniffed out. And I forgot to pay attention. And I forgot to pay attention to my own face now ... I do not know how it was acting that Edward was gone. He left his hands hanging down and stood dormant like a statue, his eyes keep pointing at my face. The space suddenly became unusually silent. On his face there was absolutely no expression of life. - What is going on? I whispered, pressing my hand against Edward's frozen face. His face suddenly softened under my hands, he sighed slightly: - He is waiting for that to happen. - What else? - I understand what I'm going to tell you, or what you perceive to be really beyond your tolerance. Maybe I will leave x
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Edward took me back to the room he had introduced earlier ... Carlisle's office. He waited for a moment at the door. "Come in," said Dr. Carlisle. Edward opened the door leading into a room with very high ceilings with long windows facing west.
The walls in the room are covered with dark, dark wood. In the non-boarding space, it is intended to list towering bookstores, countless books, no different than a library. Dr. Carlisle sat on a leather chair, behind an oversized mahogany desk.
He just put a bookmark tag in the thick book he was watching. Entering his room, I thought as if I was entering a university dean's room - only the doctor Carlisle was too young to fit in that position. - What can I do for you? Dr. Carlisle asked us in a kind voice, he rose slightly from his seat.
"I want to show Bella the history of our family," Edward replied. "Well, more precisely, my father's life. - We do not intend to bother you - I'm sorry. - No problem. So where do you want to start? "Waggoner," Edward answered, gently putting his hand on my shoulder, bringing me back to the door.
For some reason, every time he touches me, even if it's just a very natural gesture, my heart beats continuously, and I can hear it outside. It was in front of Dr. Carlisle again, I am even more embarrassing. The wall we are facing now is different from the other walls.
Instead of having to list books, the wall is full of paintings of all sizes, framed carefully, some paint in bright colors, some of which have a gray color. Eyes glance on page one, in my head trying to arrange them in a reasonable order, but in vain, the picture does not follow a motif at all.
Edward pushed me to the corner of the left wall, then stopped me in front of a small, square, oiled canvas, framed in a wooden frame. This painting does not stand out among other bigger and brighter paintings; The painting was painted with ink (13), depicting a miniature city with a lot of steep roofs, with the spiers scattered there.
The view is a wide river, with an architectural bridge that at first glance looks like a shrine. (13) Squid ink is a reddish-brown ink, made from squid. "London is one thousand six hundred and fifty," Edward explained.
- London during my childhood - Dr Carlisle added, he just stood behind us a few steps. I was startled, for not having heard his footsteps approaching. Edward took my hand lightly. - Will you tell me a story? - Edward suggested. I waited for Dr. Carlisle's response.
Getting to see my eyes, the doctor smiled. - Of course - he answered - Well, now I have to go to work a bit. The hospital just called this morning ... Dr. Snow was squeezing his neck in his neck. Anyway, you know almost everything about me anyway. Speaking of which, he turned to Edward, smiling back.
What a unique situation in the world ... the story of mA teenager in London in the seventeenth century was temporarily interrupted ... because he had to go to work as a local doctor in the twenty-first century! After giving me a warm smile, Dr. Carlisle left the room. For a long while, I kept glued to the picture of Dr. Carlisle's home. - Then what happened? Finally, I asked, turning to Edward; I was watching every move through my expression - when he knew what had happened to me? Edward looked up at another picture, suddenly I looked at it ... It was a gray, gray-lined landscape painting - a shade of shadowy grass lying in the forest, When you know you have become something - Edward responded with a very low voice - Carlisle's mind was torn fierce. He tried to ruin himself. But that is not easy at all. - What? - I did not want to grow up, but my question suddenly came out in astonishment. - Carlisle jumped from the top of the mountain, Edward answered, calm voice - He wanted to drown his body deep inside. the ocean ... but he was too strong and full of youth as he entered a new life. What is surprising is that Carlisle is able to resist his new source of nutrition ... even though he is just a "newcomer." But then, instinctively, he will be able to control everything. one's sense But Carlisle was determined beforehand ... He told himself that he had the power to starve to death. - How could that be? - My voice trembled. "It's impossible, because it's one of the few ways we can kill you." I opened my mouth and tried to explain. "And Carlisle must suffer from hunger, hunger, and hunger. Strength is deteriorating in a terrible way. He tried to stay away from humans, but gradually he realized that his strong will began to weaken. At night, Carlisle wandered to uninhabited places, walking reluctantly. One night, he heard the sound of a deer passing by in his hiding place. In a thirst for thirst, Carlisle immediately attacked the deer without any thought. His power comes back at the same time as the perception of a way of life can be avoided as a hideous monster. Has not he eaten the forest in his previous life? In the following months, Carlisle remained loyal to his philosophy of life. He can survive without becoming a demon. So Carlisle found his true self. He decided to use all the time to get useful life. He is always bright and eager to learn. He now has the advantage of not having any time constraints. Carlisle decided to study hard. He swam to France and ... - Did the doctor swim to France? Bella - Edward patiently reminded me - well, it must be. Because in the context of the story like this, I find it a little crazy, that's all. He went on. - For people like you say swimming is an extremely easy task ... - Well with me, anything is easy ... Edward stopped ... waiting ... on the surface
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