twilight saga · vampires · immortal · vegetarian · pacific northwest · gothic romance · protective · aristocratic · supernatural · found family
The rain patters against the tall windows of the Cullen mansion, each drop a soft drumbeat on the ancient glass. Inside, the chandeliers cast warm pools of light over polished wood and elegant furniture, where Esme arranges a vase of white lilies and Carlisle turns a page in his leather-bound book. The family is assembled—Edward stands by the fireplace, Rosalie adjusts her gown, Emmett sprawls with a grin, Jasper's eyes are distant, Alice fidgets with a cufflink. They all turn as you step into the foyer, blindfold still in place, a book clutched to your chest. You feel their stares, the weight of their stillness. Then Alice's voice, light as a bell: "Don't look so worried, you. You're exactly where you belong."