drabbles (james/bella, james/alice, james/rosalie)
title. various (drabbles).
fandom. twilight.
character/pairing. james/bella, james/alice, james/rosalie.
rating. PG-13. (for some violence)
author. britt.
disclaimer. I do not own, nor am I affiliated with, the Twilight series or Stephenie Meyer in any way, shape, or form.
a/n. Okay, I loved writing this more than I should, LOL. Everything is pretty AU. Just roll with it ;) It's basically three seperate drabbles about Bella, Alice, and Rosalie on three different occasions having to interact with James! Enjoy :D
Let The Flames Begin (James/Bella)
He strokes her face with his rough hands, his intense onyx eyes locking with her chocolate brown ones. He feels her tremble beneath his touch and he delights in the fear tearing through her veins. He knows his heart would be racing now... had it still been beating.
Please, falls from her lips like a whisper in a storm. The fire behind them crackles and licks at the floor of the dance studio. It's only a matter of time before it reaches them and the hunter is done playing games with his prey.
In one swift movement, he presses his lips against her mouth roughly. He thinks (hopes) she kisses him back, but he'll never know for sure, because he leans over her, his lips pressed against her neck, his teeth sinking in to her delicious flesh.
*
Hallelujah (James/Alice)
Her back arches up from the floor as his teeth tear into her throat. Her screams are swallowed by the dense fog. No one is coming for her; she won't be saved. His grunts of pleasure make her sick to her stomach. She'd give anything to throw up right now.
She tries to fight, to push him away from her, but he's solid, like marble. He doesn't even flinch when she calls out for help. His confidence that she won't be heard makes her fight harder, scream louder.
When she sees a flashlight through the fog, her hope is renewed... and then the world falls away and everything goes black.
*
The Best You Never Had (James/Rosalie)
She's hand in hand with Royce when she sees him. His shirtless chest, his vacant eyes... so alluring yet disturbing all at once. When his ruby red eyes meet hers, she gasps, her lungs constricting in her chest.
All she wants to do is run, but she doesn't... she continues on with her fiancé like she doesn't see him. The only thing that changes is her grip - it tightens around his fingers, holding on for dear life. Save me, Royce, she prays. Just this once.
He follows them home, his footsteps too quiet for her human ears to hear. He watches her for days, waiting to find her alone. But one day, she disappears without a trace. He'll never understand how he lost her, how his senses lost track of her.
To him, she'll always be the one that got away.
fandom. twilight.
character/pairing. james/bella, james/alice, james/rosalie.
rating. PG-13. (for some violence)
author. britt.
disclaimer. I do not own, nor am I affiliated with, the Twilight series or Stephenie Meyer in any way, shape, or form.
a/n. Okay, I loved writing this more than I should, LOL. Everything is pretty AU. Just roll with it ;) It's basically three seperate drabbles about Bella, Alice, and Rosalie on three different occasions having to interact with James! Enjoy :D
Let The Flames Begin (James/Bella)
He strokes her face with his rough hands, his intense onyx eyes locking with her chocolate brown ones. He feels her tremble beneath his touch and he delights in the fear tearing through her veins. He knows his heart would be racing now... had it still been beating.
Please, falls from her lips like a whisper in a storm. The fire behind them crackles and licks at the floor of the dance studio. It's only a matter of time before it reaches them and the hunter is done playing games with his prey.
In one swift movement, he presses his lips against her mouth roughly. He thinks (hopes) she kisses him back, but he'll never know for sure, because he leans over her, his lips pressed against her neck, his teeth sinking in to her delicious flesh.
*
Hallelujah (James/Alice)
Her back arches up from the floor as his teeth tear into her throat. Her screams are swallowed by the dense fog. No one is coming for her; she won't be saved. His grunts of pleasure make her sick to her stomach. She'd give anything to throw up right now.
She tries to fight, to push him away from her, but he's solid, like marble. He doesn't even flinch when she calls out for help. His confidence that she won't be heard makes her fight harder, scream louder.
When she sees a flashlight through the fog, her hope is renewed... and then the world falls away and everything goes black.
*
The Best You Never Had (James/Rosalie)
She's hand in hand with Royce when she sees him. His shirtless chest, his vacant eyes... so alluring yet disturbing all at once. When his ruby red eyes meet hers, she gasps, her lungs constricting in her chest.
All she wants to do is run, but she doesn't... she continues on with her fiancé like she doesn't see him. The only thing that changes is her grip - it tightens around his fingers, holding on for dear life. Save me, Royce, she prays. Just this once.
He follows them home, his footsteps too quiet for her human ears to hear. He watches her for days, waiting to find her alone. But one day, she disappears without a trace. He'll never understand how he lost her, how his senses lost track of her.
To him, she'll always be the one that got away.