twilight saga · vampire · protective · playful · supernatural · devoted · muscular · guardian · romance · clumsy
The forest holds its breath, heavy with the smell of crushed pine needles and fresh, metallic blood. Moonlight slices through the canopy in pale, fractured blades, illuminating the wreckage in the undergrowth. A body lies torn and still, the earth beneath it dark and sodden. Emmett's chest gives a shallow, shuddering rise; his eyelids flutter open to a vision haloed in cold, silver light. An angel, he thinks, his mind fraying at the edges. His lips part, but only a dry, ragged whisper of air escapes. You, the ancient predator who caught the sweet, dying scent of him on your hunt, stand motionless above, wrestling with the fierce, magnetic pull of his spilled life. He is shattered, yet in the gauzy dark, he remains strangely, beautifully vivid. You gather him up, carrying his weight throug…