The Twilight Saga

Bella’s happily ever after lasted two days. This is Bella’s own account of what happened after Breaking Dawn, her growing understanding of her powers, her battle to remain with the man she loves, finding her place in her new family, and the ever-present threat of the Volturi.

New posting Chapter 55 - Postscript


Cold Gray Light

by Chris



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Chapter 1 - Intuition

Chapter 2 - Warning 

Chapter 3 - Hope

Chapter 4 - Plan

Chapter 5 - Escape

Chapter 6 - Journey

Chapter 7 - Motherhood

Chapter 8 - Dreams

Chapter 9 - Calls

Chapter 10 - Danger

Chapter 11 - Fight

Chapter 12 - Inquisition

Chapter 13 - Peace

Chapter 14 - Talents

Chapter 15 - Return

Chapter 16 - Talk

Chapter 17 - Training

Chapter 18 - Together

Chapter 19 - Moods

Chapter 20 - Untruths

Chapter 21 - Departure

Chapter 22 - Unwelcome

Chapter 23 - Drill

Chapter 24 - Arrival

Chapter 25 - Discovered

Chapter 26 - Words

Chapter 27 - Manipulation

Chapter 28 - Consultation

Chapter 29 - Awakening

Chapter 30 - Impass

Chapter 31 - Tale

Chapter 32 - Ancestors

Chapter 33 - Shadows

Chapter 34 - Voice

Chapter 35 - Messages

Chapter 36 - stand-off

Chapter 37 - Patrol

Chapter 38 - Diplomacy

Chapter 39 - Rules 

Chapter 40 - Eyes

Chapter 41 - Disclosure

Chapter 42 - Why

Chapter 43 - Reconciliation

Chapter 44 - Confession

Chapter 45 - Spirit

Chapter 46 - Disbelief

Chapter 47 - Teams

Chapter 48 - Practice

Chapter 49 - Match

Chapter 50 - Betrayal

Chapter 51 - Realization

Chapter 52 - Confrontation

Chapter 53 - Untangling

Chapter 54 - Revelation

Chapter 55 - Postscript

Chapter 1 - Intuition


From the moment I walked through the door I could feel his eyes on me. Boring into me, owning me, watching even the minutest move I made.

I thought that I’d lose this intuition when I became a vampire. But in reality it had just got stronger along with everything else.

I thought for a moment about the one big change that my transformation had made, my thirst. Although I was still young, and the thirst for blood should be overwhelming, I had been able to handle it from the first moment I awoke in my new life.  No one knew why that was. I could cope with human scents even up close, when I should have wanted to drink them dry. The scent caused me physical pain, an intense burning from my nostrils all down my throat, and feeling my throat squeezing tight with the dryness. But it was bearable. This was unusual for a new born. My kind usual manage this much control after a few years. But even with my self control the thirst was still there, the longing for something to put out the dryness.

My mind churned again. My mind could think of so many things at once. The dryness was always one of my thoughts, sometimes near the surface, then moving back into the background.  I could keep all the thoughts in my mind -- juggling two, five, ten thoughts in parallel -- but never mixing them. Like watching ten TV channels at once. Another vampire trait.

Maybe I was just being paranoid. Maybe there was no one looking at me. I still hated attention just as I’d done as a human, I still shied away from it. I was just letting my imagination run away with me again. No one was looking at me. But I could hear his heartbeat six feet to my left, slightly behind where I was standing. He was sitting on a chair next to the loveseat. He was close enough to feel the warmth of his skin in the cool of the morning air. I could smell the strong scent of the skin pouch he wore round his neck. A smell that forced out every lesser smell from that part of the room, like a car headlamp blinding out a flashlight. It was not just the animal fur with its heavy notes that I could smell, but what was inside it. The herbs and berries that it contained, each type giving a new harmony to the smell. Some sharp, some sweet. Some I knew -- citrus, juniper, cinnamon -- some I had no words for.

Maybe he was just looking at Nessie like everyone else in the room. My four month old daughter was reciting a poem for her audience in her beautiful childish voice, complete with dramatic pauses and carefully characterized accents for the speeches. She was a very advanced four month old. She looked more like a small four year old, but she would have been counted as a genius in any preschool. This was because she was half vampire and half human, and of course could never be allowed in preschool. Her brown hair, with a tinge of bronze that came from Edward, fell down her back in beautiful curls. Her eyes were a warm milk chocolate color that had been mine when I was human, and were now excited by the attention she was receiving. Her complexion was pale with a healthy pink glow of excitement.  We knew now that her rate of growth and progress would slow and she would be fully mature in another 6 and half years, and then live forever.  We’d learned this from Nahuel only two days before. My dark worries of losing Nessie had vanished.  We’d thought we would have to watch our daughter grow old and die in fifteen short years, and we would mourn her for ever.

I didn’t look to check if I was right about Nahuel and his staring. I had caught his eye only once that morning, when we came in and gave the usual greeting to our family and their two remaining guests.

I still didn’t understand why these guest were still here. Yes, I was grateful to them, especially him. So grateful it hurt. He had saved us all: my daughter, my husband, my vampire family, my wolf friends, and me. And he put himself and his father and his sisters in danger. How could I not be grateful to him. We all were.

I’d asked Edward twice why they had not left with the other guests after the standoff with the Volturi. The first time was after the celebrations when all the other guests had left and we had taken Nessie back to our cottage to sleep in her own bed. This was the first day that we’d met them, the first day of the stares. Edward had given his answer, saying Nahuel was so glad to know that a family like ours could exist. A family with a half vampire child, the only one Nahuel knew of that was not related to him, and a surviving mother. Nahuel’s mother died in child birth and so did the mothers of his half sisters.

It is rare to find a vampire who would want a physical relationship with a human woman, even rarer to find a women who survived such an encounter. Her life could end at any moment if he did not concentrate fully on keeping her alive. And what about the outcome of such an encounter? Mortals are not compatible with half vampire babies, the babies are so much stronger than the women.  I had only survived thanks to the care given to me by my vampire family and because Edward changed me into a vampire as soon as the baby was out. The memories of this violent birth were now dimming for me. The vampire venom had mended the terrible damage and left me whole, strong, and beautiful.

According to Edward, Nahuel had spent his long life, over 150 years, thinking he must be evil to the core to have killed his mother. But seeing me set him free from his guilt. He now blamed his father for not caring for his mother as Edward had for me, and for not changing her when Nahuel ripped his way out of her.

The second time I’d asked Edward why Nahuel and his aunt (a full vampire) were still with us, Edward said that they wanted to learn more about our vegetarian lifestyle. This was how we liked to describe our abnormal hunting habits in the Cullen family. Unlike other vampires we only hunted animals, not humans. This gave us distinctive golden eyes which intrigued the normal red-eyed vampires.  When I asked this second time, it was not what Edward had said that set me thinking but the way he said it. If I wasn’t his wife and didn’t know him so well I would not have noticed the slight tightening of his straight shoulders under his tan colored jumper, and that he was holding his perfect jaw a eighth of an inch higher than normal. He was lying to me.

Edward lied a lot. He had to. When you can read the minds of everyone in a mile radius then you have to lie to appear normal. You have to learn to ignore the thoughts most of the time.  You have to answer only the questions people say out loud and not all the far-reaching ones they think in their heads but don’t dare ask. Edward also felt he must not betray confidences of those around him. It was not as though he could stop hearing thoughts if he wanted to, and not as if people could stop thinking when he was around, so he just didn’t pass these thoughts on. I was a shield which meant that he could not read my mind, not even when I was only human.  Now that I was a vampire I had learned to remove my shield if I wanted, but I could only do so for a few moments at a time and even then it was exhausting work.

But why would he lie to me about why Nahuel and Huilen were still here? We had just made it through the worst danger imaginable: the whole of the Volturi forces lined up against us, the judges, jury and executioners of the vampire world. We had survived that, so what now? What was he covering up? Surely we had to have a break from peril sometime.

Maybe bad luck was something that I’d brought with me into this life. Since I met Edward as a human I had always had bad luck. My life before Edward, before my return to Forks to live with my Dad, Charlie, was a quiet life in the big city of Phoenix with my Mom, Renée.  The memory of this former life was becoming hazy, almost a pre life to my human life, as if I was now in my third life, not my second. I’d had too much on my mind to sit down and think about it, though that was the only way my family said that I would remember it for the future.   As I remembered it now, it was a happy but lonely time of looking after my hair-brained mother and being the adult in the relationship even though I was the child. She didn’t need to be looked after in a physical way but in an emotional one, helping her to organize and control her life.  I was the one who made sure we went to the store when we needed groceries and that we went to the bank when the bills needed to be paid.  In many ways you could say I was her keeper rather than her daughter. This role was taken by Phil, her husband of nearly three years.

I argued with myself that I had already brought my shield through to my vampire life along with my strange ability for self control.  I was sure that I could not have brought anything else. I had left my clumsiness behind, which was a truly good thing.  I now moved so fast and was so strong that if I was clumsy lots of things would get broken.  Not just inanimate objects, but living things.  Even people.

I looked over at Edward, to keep my eye from straying to Nahuel. His beauty never failed to amaze me. He was stunning. His eyes were a warm amber color. But this morning more like stone than liquid. Something was bugging him. No doubt he was hearing things he didn’t like. His face muscles twitched slightly and his teeth locked together noiselessly. His smile remained, a facade to keep the others away from his upset within. I had no idea what he had heard or who it was that was having these thoughts, but my mind turned to Nahuel again, though I didn’t let my eyes follow. Edward would tell me when it was right and certainly not in the middle of this gathering.

Edward applauded when Nessie came to the end of her poem, pride now on his face. I felt a jolt of joy at his pride. I was proud of her, naturally, and applauded loudly too. But to have him so in awe of her gave me such a feeling of belonging. I had, in the end, been able to give him something so worthwhile. A daughter, our miracle. It made up for the lack of balance in our relationship. He had given me everything: his love, his life, my new life, money, possessions, a home, a car, a family. But the one thing that that he had never imagined, that none of our vampire family had thought possible, came from me. She was a delight to them all, and especially Edward.

It was only as I turned away from Nessie’s performance that I noticed Alice was staring into thin air, her eyes out of focus, completely still. I knew she was seeing something. My sister’s ability to see into the future was enviable. It had made her top of the Volturi’s list for acquisitions.  It was this ability that had saved the family and herself many times over. The future she saw was only one of the possible outcomes. If decisions that had been made were changed then what she saw would change.

“Demetri is coming,” she said simply in a clear chiming voice, not altering her stance at all. “Aro has decided. He will follow Carlisle to us.”

Carlisle was at her side in an instant. “But why?” he whispered. “Why now?”.

The image of the the Volturi tracker was instantly in my mind. It was not possible for anyone normal to run from Demetri. He had a gift for finding them. But this gift needed access to someone’s mind, and it was something I could block with my shield. As well as being a tracker, Demetri was a warrior, with centuries of experience working with the Volturi.

“But why, Alice?” he asked again.

Alice had gone back into her trance. This time it took her over a minute to come round. “He comes only to observe,” she said with a little relief in her voice. “Aro will order him to stay with us and just observe. He is to watch Nessie grow for Aro and to find out more about the wolves for Caius. He is to cause us no trouble. He will be ordered to hunt like us. Aro wants to see how this will change his character. He is report back regularly by letter. This order will be made at full council the day after tomorrow. He will arrive three days after that.”

She looked around the stunned room.

“Please look for more,” Carlisle urged her.

“Demetri will bring a note with him from Aro but they know that I can see what it says so you will be forewarned. Aro is staring at it so that I can read it...

My Dearest Friend Carlisle,

I am sending my dear one Demetri to visit you as an emissary. I feel that our last meeting left a rift between us which I want to close. I have asked Demetri to learn about your life style and your beloved granddaughter so that we may better understand each other in future.

I ask you to take Demetri into your hearts and your home, and to this end I will ask him to make himself useful to you and cause you no trouble. Please use him as a son.

Yours in friendship,


Carlisle looked aghast. “Is there more?” he said, shaking his head.

Her face returned to the distant mask, but seconds later disgust was clear on it.  She came back to the present again shaking her head. “Uh, that is so gross”.

“I saw part of the inner council meeting that was only the family, no guard. It is so gross.” she said, hardly able to speak for revulsion. “Aro says he wishes to watch a half vampire child develop first hand. He says that he will order Demetri to try to father a child when he has returned from his visit. He laughs and says that he may have learned some restraint from us. The mother is to be the only human they trust, their administrator Gina. They will promise her immortality if she successfully gives birth, but she has no choice. If she says no, she’s lunch. He says it will be a great honor for Demetri to father a child to be brought up and studied in Volterra. Caius is against the idea, the decision will be put off until a later date... I can’t see further than that, I’m not attuned to them, I can’t see so far ahead into their futures, I can’t see if she will become pregnant or if they will kill her, it is many months away, it may change.”

There was stunned silence.

All the joy after the last successful encounter with the Volturi was gone.

Then the speculation started. Alice could see the event but not the motivation behind it. It boiled down to three simple questions: why this? why now? and why Demetri? A dozen answers to each question came from the gathered family.  The most likely answer was that they wanted to catch us doing something against the rules as soon as possible, and Demetri can stand up for himself.

The others gave little thought to the planned baby. It was beyond the immediate worry and didn’t affect us personally. But my mind was on Gina and how I could help her.  I had only just survived my own pregnancy and I had had good medical care and love from all my family. I felt cold, cold to the heart.

Had I started some new vampire fashion? Would lots of vampire males want to father children? And what of the vampire females, would they want to become stepmothers? I thought of the loss of human life. I thought of Gina.

I found myself a spot on the floor and sat there still, shocked, horrified.

The discussion went on for nearly an hour, until Carlisle looked at the clock and said that he had to go for his shift at the hospital.

He turned to our guests, “Nahuel, Huilen. It may be best if you were not here when Demetri comes to call. I do not wish to ask you to leave but for your own safety I must ask you to think about what you want to do.  You know you have our thanks for what you have done for us, and I owe you for the safety of all my family. You are welcome here at any normal time.”

It was Huilen who spoke this time. She spoke simply in her heavy accent. “We will leave before he arrives.”

Carlisle smiled warmly at her. “That is for the best. We can visit you before long, and maybe meet Nahuel’s sisters if that is possible.”

The others continued to speculate after Carlisle had gone, Emmett debating with Jasper the possibility of beating Demetri in a fight. Jasper thought that if there were several of us it may be possible, but it would only bring the rest of the guard down on us, a battle which we would not win this time.

Alice touched me lightly on the arm, tutting at my pants and jumper combination. My favorite sister was never happy with my lack of fashion sense. But she could see the future, and would have known the day before about this particular lapse of mine. I thought to myself that I would suggest to her that she warns me in advance next time, so that I don’t disappoint her again.

“You know, I thought you would have learned a little by now Bella,” she chided quietly. “I will just have to take you back to your cottage and show you how to match up those pants myself. I didn’t spend weeks putting together your wardrobe for you to use it like this.”


That morning I must have really gotten under her skin. How could she care so much about fashion when she’d just given us the news about Demetri? Really. It made no sense.

I looked down at my outfit. It didn’t look that bad to me. I’d made sure that some of the threads in the jumper were exactly the same tone as the pants, but if it made her happy we could be home and back in a very short time. A few minutes out of the house would do me some good.

“Edward,” she chimed. “I’m taking Bella back to your cottage, can you look after Nessie by yourself?” The look on her face one of great effort.

He smiled warmly at her. “By myself? I don’t think that I will ever be allowed to look after Nessie by myself. She has too many fans for that.” He looked quizzically at her while he made his answer, as if they were having another inaudible conversation but failing to understand each other.

It was true. Most of the room were watching Nessie again, just waiting to see what she would do next, fascinated by her. Her Aunt Rose and Grandma Esme sat on the floor with her.

“We’ll see you soon,” Alice chimed again, wincing with effort, like a small child trying to remember a really difficult times table sum.

As soon as she said this I looked around the gathering to smile a normal goodbye. Then I saw him, Nahuel. He was staring at me. Staring at me with total adoration in his eyes as if I were the only thing he could see in the world.  The only thing he had ever seen. Like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time.

Oh no... no please no, I screamed inside my head. My face turned from a smile to sheer dread, his calm face turning from adoration to puzzlement at my expression.

Edward stiffened beside me, but said nothing.

Alice tugged my sleeve and we were off through the patio doors at the rear of the house,  running back to my cottage hand in hand. I was only too glad to go, and Alice's excuse was perfect.

As soon as we were over the river she said in a very hushed voice, “Shield me, stop him reading my mind.”


New posting Chapter 55 - Postscript

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I love it, finally we know what Bella is and that Renee can help her with her gifts!  can't wait to read your next update!

Hi Kelley,

The next update will be the postscript. It will just be short and should wrap things up a bit.

I will of course keep you guessing about somethings - a little mystery is healthy.

But if there is anything that you feel needs some more explaining please let me know.

Best wishes


Chapter 55 - Postscript 

I have written this account of the events that took place six months ago to finally get them out of my head so that when I sleep my dreams are no longer troubled by them. Therapy!


Edward and I are more in love than ever and talk constantly to each other.


We have lost Jasper from the family and Alice is with him, but she does visit sometimes. We miss them both very much and really look forward to Alice's visits.


Renée visits us a lot, both in spirit form and as a whole person. We have even been down to Jacksonville once when Phil was on tour.  I love to watch Renée and Nessie playing together, they are so happy in each other's company.  I'm sad that Renée didn’t get to hold Nessie when she was a tiny baby. Renée has, in her many lives, had lots of children and she really loves them.


Renée is starting to tell me much more about her past, about her abilities as one of theophoritae, and about the other theophoritae including Alice's mother.  In the past, the theophoritae have been described as devils, witches and sorceresses, but also more positively, though still inaccurately, as demigods, angels and fairies.  I also found out what the name Renée means. Edward though it was so obvious he hadn't thought to tell me that it means 'reborn'.


Renée is training me to control my abilities. I have released both Emmett and Nahuel from my spell. We made it into a ceremony, mostly for Rose's sake to emphasise the end of that episode in the two men's lives.


Nahuel went  home to the forests of South America but has promised to return next year with his sister so that Nessie can meet another female hybrid.


I offered to release the wolves from their imprints if they wanted.  Only Quil and Jacob decided to be released. Jacob thought that it would be better for Nessie if she didn’t have the whole imprint business hanging over her as she grew up, and that this will allow her to make a proper free choice on who to be with when the time is right for her. Jacob loves Nessie as much as he used to, if not more, but this love is like the love of her other Uncles. What he and she become in the future is for them to choose in the future.


My training to release Marcus is going slowly and I still find it worrying when Renée isn’t about. But I need to do this task with Alice and we can’t start to train together until she is back from Europe for more than a two day visit. It is a mission that could bring about better balance to the vampire world, so no pressure.


Demetri and Leah are soon to be married. They live in Italy now, in a village in the hills surrounded by woods, not too far from Volterra. Demetri is still a guard but has fixed that he is 'on call' and does not live in the castle with the others. Aro is delighted to have a real shape-shifter nearby, almost as good as having one in his collection in the castle. If they decide to have children that will also be a source of great interest to Aro.


Fred has not been seen again but Esme has had a few postcards. They come from all over the world, and say how he is looking for someone else who can shield him. I liked Fred’s sunny attitude and I am pleased that he has found this purpose in his life. I also like the fact that he is far away from me until I get my gift sorted out.


The main difference between then and now is that I now know what I could be but I also know what I want to be, and I am totally committed to making that happen for the foreseeable future. I want to be with my husband and my daughter. I want to have the privilege of watching her grow up into a strong young woman. I want to be a vampire and nothing else. Although there are attractions of being immortal by rebirth, I am very happy to stay frozen at eighteen with my perfect seventeen year old husband. Why would I want to waste a minute of eternity away from him?


If you could chose between staying permanently young or moving through to old age and death and then rebirth, which would you choose? For me there is only one choice, and that is Edward.



End of Story - Cold Gray Light.

I'm glad things are working out well for them.  Just a pity they lost Jasper as a part of their family and it will be more difficult to see Alice.  It is good though that Bella can see her mother more.

Demetri and Alice is a very strange combination to me and I can see how Bella could unconsciously have influenced that.  I am not so sure if she could have had so much influence over the other wolves and their imprintings.  It did happen with previous generations, if not so often.

Thank you for a great story!


Hi Seugnet,

Thank you for the comment,

I think that the loss of Jasper and Alice will be felt keenly by the whole family not just Bella, Edward and Nessie. At least they can visit with the rest of the Cullen's if Bella isn't there or met up somewhere outside of Forks.

I think what/who is making the wolves imprint so much might be another story in itself! I think Bella did have some influence over Jacob and Leah. As you say it appears to be less rare in the generation than it was in previous generations.

I think Leah could make a good mate for Demetri, after all she will almost be a different person now hse has imprinted - her universe has stifted and he is now the centre of it. I added it in as a plot line as I thought Demtri was a good guy and deserved some more happiness in his life. I didn't think he would like to try to father a child with any human woman that Aro picked for him, he want to do it right, be a good husband and father.

Thank you so much for your continued support over so many months, it has meant a lot to me. You write great comments asking questions and so forth I always look forward to reading them.

Best wishes


WOW just WOW ( to quote fred lol) , seriously though i never really read but i read the whole story start to finsh in about 4 days i absolutely loved , it should be published or made into a film or something just WOW. Can u let me know if you write anything else? suggestion- alice and bella's 'mission' now that would be a cool story.

once again i LOVED reading this post again soon

your such a talented writer, never stop!!!!!!

Hi Katie,

You ready the lot in four days!!! You deserve a medal. Thank you.

And thank you for your kind words about my writing. I have a really sence of satisfaction now it is finished and people seem to have enjoyed the story.

I can recommend giving writing fanfiction a go - I didn't think I could but 125,000 words later here we are, it gives you a lot more intense buzz than just reading.

I won't be writing for a while, I have a lot of things to catch up with after spending so long on Cold Gray Light. I thought that may be a prequel could be interesting "The many lives of Renee Dwyer' but that would be hard work to write.

Thank you again for reading and leaving such a lovely comment.

Best wishes


great ending!!! you know, it's such a relief to have everything fixed or put into place correctly. i have to admit, i thought bella was done for once those boys fought over her. and you thought up of things that would make the twilight saga more amazing, such as bella's talent. i must say, you're filled with wonderful (sometimes outrageous, but i mean that in a good way!) ideas. anyways, loved your story. so much. i had great fun reading it, and to be honest, not once was i intimidated by the length. you're a great writer - i know many have told you that but i felt like repeating it. til next time then!!

~Carmela (carmelarouk) \m/

p.s. if you happen to write a story, please PM me, okay? there's no 'follow' button here, unlike in fanfiction. btw, do you have an account there?

Hi Carmela,


Thank you so much for your very generous words, you are very kind about my work.


I have learn't alot while writing this story the most important thing is not to pull in so many plot lines, it just makes the whole thing mushroom! I am really pleased that you said that you weren't put off by the length, it ended up about twice the length that I had originally intended.


I have so much more respect for real authors now, I know it is a hard job pulling everything together when you are coming to a conclusion.  Also the characterisation  must be hard with origianl characters as you have to slowly build a consistant picture of them. So much easier in fanfiction stories when this is already done for you.


By the way what do you think were the outrageous bits? Just the end with Renee? or the protrayal of Jasper as a bad guy at times? I did think that some poeple might have found my comments about the tasty nature of newbourne babies and their mothers as somewhat outrageous. But I didn't get too many adverse comments about that.


My account on fanfiction is C.Sheaffer - a pen name.


Thank you again for all your comments.

Best wishes



I absolutely love this story!  you are a wonderful writer!  please let me know if you write any more stories i would love to read them.

One question.  Perhaps I will have more when I have had time to rethink and possibly re-read this.  Why would Renee not have revealed herself to aid Bella and Nessie when the Volturi were a threat in Breaking Dawn?

Hi MM,

Thanks for the comment.

I would like to stress that Renee isn’t a goddess, and certainly doesn’t see herself in that light. She is just another creature of this world and in the same way that the humans don’t understand or believe in the vampires then vampires in general don’t have any knowledge of the gifted. The vampires think they are at the top of the evolutionary or created tree they just aren’t. Like a leopard finding out that there are tigers in the world.

In pre Christian times things were explained with reference to the numerous gods of the time so it isn’t surprising that vampires and the gifted would also have been explained this way, not as true gods themselves but as demigods living on this earth.

If it were a straight physical fight between a theaphilate and a vampire, I believe that the vampire may well win as if they managed to take off a limb the theopilate would lose their blood as a human would. However the gifted would just never let it get to a physical fight with a vampire.

I see  theophi  as typically dying more of illnesses in old age – maybe taken by flu or cancer. After all we know of one green eyed woman who seemed to know what Carlisle was who died of Spanish flu. But that really is another story.

I think that the gifted have an adaptation in their third form to make them smell mildly unappleing to vampires, not vile like the wolves smell to vampires but just not food, in the same way that Nessie and Nahuel do not smell like a tasty human.

Your question about Breaking Dawn is very interesting and you are right to challenge my internal consistence with the original saga. So why didn’t Renee reveal herself in the stand-off. That is simple – she didn’t need to. On one side she had a brother, a former husband and a daughter and on the other a younger daughter, grandchild and a possibly a better cause, clearly she wouldn’t want a fight or the instability that would happen afterwards. She may well have been in Alice’s mind and seen that it would be OK with the right course of action, all the gifted have some foresight especially during dreaming but those who give hope like Alice are some much better at it, giving a more detailed clearer picture. Alice isn’t a shield so Renee would be able to read her mind.

She wouldn’t have wanted to walk out into the middle of the clearing and freeze everyone but I think that she may well have been their ready to do that if something went wrong and that was required.  After all shouting stop! may not have worked on the vampires who could be theophilate – and then they would be left wondering why it hadn’t worked on them and witnessing what was going on.

I like to think that Renee was there at the stand-off. She was in the mind of Nahuel to giving him the courage to walk in between the two sides and tell his story.

 I also think that she was in Bella mind, silently giving her confidence to throw her shield over all the Cullens, friends and wolves.

So she was there, she was very busy but it was the wrong time to be seen both politically and more personally for Bella.

As for you comment on a sequel, I can’t right now I really have to do some living in the real world. But if I were to write again I thought the “The many lives of Renee Dwyer” would be interesting and give lots of material, 2500 years of it. It would also require an awful lot of research and original characters – not something I have needed for this story so that would be a whole load more work.

Of course a short story with the same plot as Cold Gray Light from Jasper’s point of view would be interesting to write – I don’t think I could do it convincingly as I’m not sure I can ‘see’ things enough from a male point of view.

I always appreciate your comments so thank you again for the time you spend reading and writing them.

I would be truly amazed if you read the story again! It may flow better in at a quicker pace or you may just see more inconsistencies – I don’t know which.

Best wishes



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