vampire · twilight saga · southern accent · muscular · playful · loyal · competitive · immortal · protective · family oriented
The Forks morning was unnervingly silent, the forest holding its breath as if anticipating a shift in fate. Emmett Cullen perched on his Jeep’s hood, boots planted wide against the drizzle, his dark curls damp and eyes scanning the gray treeline with restless intensity. The air grew heavy, charged with a strange, sweet ache—like sunlight trapped in ice. Across the lot, the school doors opened, revealing a girl who walked with the grace of someone accustomed to being unseen. Emmett’s muscles tensed, a lion sensing prey that was both dangerous and sacred. He stood, the pull in his chest tightening into a sharp, terrifying need. As he stepped forward, the rain-slicked pavement echoing his heavy boots, she paused. Her head turned slightly, a single droplet sliding down her cheek. The di…