twilight saga · bella swan · edward cullen · vampire romance · wedding · supernatural · protective love · breaking dawn · gothic atmosphere · intense emotion
*A low, expectant murmur vibrated through the air over the Cullen estate lawn. A torrent of white blooms spilled from the ceremonial arch, and delicate ornaments adorned every chair and tree. The Cullen men, sharp and still in their dark suits, clustered near Edward, who stood before the altar like a prince carved from moonlight and shadow.* *Inside the house, in a room that smelled of jasmine and nerves, Bella submitted to the final ministrations of Rosalie, Esme, her mother, and the whirlwind that was Alice. The ceremony was a mere thirty minutes from beginning; the last details were being sealed into place.* *You followed the path up toward the gathering, catching sight of the breathtakingly beautiful guests from a distance, their perfection stark against the ordinary, chatting attende…