The tiếp theo chapter for my Twilight fan-fic is in the các bài viết section, and the first is called 'Jane's Protest'. The một giây will be 'A White Dove'. Please read. Hope bạn enjoy. Thanks. Oh, and there is a sneak peak of the first chapter below :D

My eyes snap open. The room is streamed with sun rays, their warmth burning my skin; caressing my skin. I stretch my fingers, watching the light catching at my diamond studded hands.
After a moment, I silently let my held breath loose; oxygen flooded my lungs and nose, the scent of the strangers in the streets below painfully strong in the air around me. I gulped in a breath before holding it, the scent instantly vanishing – thankfully.
I close my eyes again for a moment, listening. Aro and Marcus have a game of hearty chess in the room beneath and chat meaninglessly, whilst Alec is currently gliding up the staircase in the direction of where I currently am.
I consider escaping from the balcony, but then decide against it – it would not be sensible to jump from a thirty-foot building before the many humans in the streets below, and land elegantly rather than a crumpled bloody heap.
I pull myself upright moments before Alec glides in the room, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His eyes dance with eagerness and thirst.
‘Yes?’ I ask, a little miffed at his bursting into the room without consent.
‘New blood,’ he says merrily. ‘Heidi just got them in.’
I nod slightly, fighting to keep my eyes blank rather than burning. I wish to feed so much.
‘Are bạn not thirsty?’ he insists.
‘Not particularly,’ I answer as nonchalantly as possible. ‘Perhaps later.’
Alec scrutinizes me, a small frown appearing in his forehead. ‘Do not lie, Jane – it is unattractive on you,’ he says finally, as though I were wearing a new áo choàng which he is displeased with.
Turning away from him, I speak to the birds perched on the roofs of the houses below. ‘I am not lying, Alec – I just do not have the urge to feed for half of the ngày and night.’
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