Brother.

ＨＯＬＤ my ＨＥＡＤ under the [ ωαтєя ] take a breath for the ＦＡＴＨＥＲ learn to [ ℓσνє ] ｌｅｓｓｏｎｓ repeating the chronicles are so ＭＩＳＬＥＡＤＩＮＧ ♚ The boy in the pearl gray suit could have been Jane’s twin. His hair was darker, and his lips were not as full, but he was just as lovely. #fratellx #alecvolturi ..................

[chanonrf]

[fratellx]

                  ' '   ＳＵＣＨ a ＰＲＩＺＥ . . .        . . . That ＩＳ what Master Aro would say. ＦＲＡＮＫＬＹ I'm not certain that I quite understand.                           You are so ＤＲＡＢ,                               so ＰＬＡＩＮ,                                      And I                  am ＵＮＩＭＰＲＥＳＳＥＤ.   ' '

[fratellx]

you're adorable

           ’ ‘ …………………………..

      and ＹＯＵ’ＲＥ an ＩＤＩＯＴ. ' '

[fratellx]

         ' '  ——- I ＬＯＶＥ you … ’ ‘ 

[sxrella-blog]

            “         That’s n i c e.”

[fratellx]

           ' '  ----- I ＬＯＶＥ you ... ' ' 

[deathlxssarchive-deactivated201]

                   ’ Alec. ‘

[fratellx]

                  ' '  so ＣＵＲＴ .  Will a fair bit of small talk ＫＩＬＬ you ?                    . . . No matter.        I  ＴＲＵＳＴ that the girl is well.  ' '

[fratellx]

         ' '  ＲＯＳＡＬＩＥ , is it ?  ' '

[starshipwarbird]

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[sxrella-blog]

Daunt reds glare with purpose as they settle on the figure before her. The emotion shown in her eyes is instantly identified as aggravation. One of the very few Jane is able to alter among her features since being turned.

             ”I can disgrace you with it as well, b r o t h e r.” The blonde snaps coldly.

There was something else, steam pulsing from her ears among her brow and inside her eyes. At this point, she could tear apart the entire room; including Alec. However despite her aggravation with him, she would never harm him. For little did he know that gracing her with his presence was the only thing keeping her from doing the unimaginable. 

                                Jane was the slightest bit vulnerable in this moment. & only Alec would be able to tell. They shared the same mind, it seemed. Knowing what irked the other, and would would easily satisfy the other.

                  WitchTwins indeed.

[fratellx]

                                 ✗ what's  ＦＵＮＮＹ  about human nature,                                    is that we are all afraid of the same things.                      Maybe there is some sort of variability to the common fear,   but for the most part we can see that it is unnatural if a child is born unafraid                of large noises, sharp objects, aggression and earnest hostility                              ＢＬＥＥＤＩＮＧ from the mouth of its mother ---                                   we all know these things breed belligerence,      but suffice to say we simply shun and shame anybody who is not ' normal '               or adherent to this socially acclaimed ' normalcy ' ; anybody born  hating animals, anybody born unafraid of the dark, and anybody born unafraid of spiders and strangers and monsters and shadows of the night is said to be one.

              We teach children that world is a  ＤＡＮＧＥＲＯＵＳ place to live.   But what we forget to mention is that it is not a  ＤＡＮＧＥＲＯＵＳ place to live                                         because of the people who are evil,                       but because of the people who don't do anything about it.

 ＡＬＥＣ was one of those individuals     who did absolutely nothing about it.     Silence and reticence beckoned him   just as much as blood or human flesh.              ＪＡＮＥ on the other hand             was born one of this children   who remained unafraid, and abnormal.                              One of the ＥＶＩＬ people that                Alec simply  ＲＥＦＵＳＥＤ to put an end to.

                                               ' ' Yes, you can.                                       and I ＡＤＭＩＲＥ you for it.                                            tell me --- ｓｉｓｔｅｒ ---                           what has ＰＬＡＧＵＥＤ you this evening ? ' '

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[lenoreamidala]

you don’t irritate the Volturi

[fratellx]

                           He    ＨＡＴＥＳ   to see her go.                       But   ＬＯＶＥＳ   to watch her leave. 

                       Arrogance splayed there upon his lips                                   just like open book pages                        as if it were something to be proud of                                        ＲＥＶＥＲＥＮＣＥ                      even being related to dear ＪＡＮＥ                            of the ＶＯＬＴＵＲＩ coven.

   ' ' ... Have you   ＥＶＥＲ    seen a girl more beautiful ?                                   hn ...............................                                         I know I've not. ' ' 

[fratellx]

   is your [ ｍ ｉ ｎ ｄ]    playing ᴛ ʀ ɪ ᴄ ᴋ s     on you ?

ＯＲ  ＡＭ   Ｉ         — ?

[horrorgorewhore]

[fratellx]

ＥＶＥＲＹ word she uttered was enough to send a bullet through to his chest,            that shrill metallic urgency latent in her words like rusted wind chimes                     masked in unfaithful deed and dread. Every word she uttered                                      would reverberate against his ear drums                                          ---- until his mind would fracture ----                          and he relished in it ; every moment spent with her. 

         More ＥＮＴＩＣＩＮＧ, attractive,  and alluring than all the narcotics                                More ＡＤＤＩＣＴＩＶＥ than all the opiates                                                         And more ＴＯＸＩＣ                      than all of the depressants and amphetamines in the world. ·✗ 

                                                 ' ' ... Sister. You've decided to ｈｏｎｏｒ,  ｇｒａｃｅ me with your presence this evening. ' '

[sxrella-blog]

                                 ”I glimpsed her face for the first time.                                  She was younger than me, but older,                                  too, I guessed. Her eyes were the                                  velvet color of dark red roses.”

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[fratellx]

"The newcomer was as tiny as Alice, with lank, pale brown hair trimmed short. The body under the cloak - which was darker, almost black - was slim and androgynous. But the face was too pretty for a boy. The wide-eyed, full lipped face would make a Botticelli angel look like a gargoyle. Even allowing for the dull crimson irises. The boy in the pearl gray suit could have been Jane’s twin. His hair was darker, and his lips were not as full, but he was just as lovely."