love and compassion: esme and carlisle

As he stared at me i felt warm all over. He stared at me like if he had done something impossibly selfish, for his own good. I couldnt get mad at this angle. So i zei the first thing that came to my mind.
"Whats your name?" He continued to stare, through those impossibly gorgeous eyes.
"Charlisle." He zei extending his hand.
"Well, im Esme." It felt weird meeting like this. But as our hands touched, i felt a spark and quickly took my hands back. Now looking at my hands i noticed that they were pale white just like his. What had he done to me? Whatever it was i didnt care.
"Esme?" He zei with...

Edwards face got all serious at once. Everyone was staring at the door, not bothering to open it. "Esme? Can u please open the door?" A sweet voice zei from the other side. All eyes were on me at once. "We arnt danger! Promise!" She zei again. My legs were walking towards the door, i couldnt resist. When i passed Carlisle he grabbed me door the shoulder. "Ill do it." He whispeared. "My God! Someone just open the door! Carlsile? Edward? Rosalie? Emmett? Edward? Please?" We all looked shocked. Carlisle looked at Edward untill he finally mouthed, vampire, no danger.Edward rolled his eyes. Carlsile...

Who knew a bet could change the course of your life so drastically? I didn’t. But then again I was only sixteen, and being as spirited as I had been was seen as a defect on my character. Girls were supposed to behave, cook and clean, and marry as soon as they were of age. But not me. I was too spirited for that. I had too much life within me to just cage it inside my soul. But I digress. Here is how it all began for me.
My brother Theo, older door just under two years, and I had been in a heated debate.
“It’s as simple as this, Es,” Theo had begun as we sat on the front porch sipping...