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  <description>Title: Temptation&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_ladydemando&apos; lj:user=&apos;ladydemando&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ladydemando.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ladydemando.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ladydemando&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: G&lt;br /&gt;Characters/Pairings: James/Bella&lt;br /&gt;Table/Prompt: Beta/Temptation &lt;br /&gt;Word Count: Aprox 1000 &lt;br /&gt;Summary: James makes Bella an offer she cant refuse&lt;br /&gt;Author&apos;s Notes: What if James didn&apos;t die in the ballet studio? What if he found Bella in the clearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temptation &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bella looked at herself in the mirror. She didn’t even care that she looked pale, lifeless, unhappy. She was unhappy. Ever since Edward had left her, she had lost the urge to feel, to care about anything or anyone. She thought she had recovered and had made a new start when she started to become friends with Jacob Black, but then he too abandoned her. Was part of that cult that Sam had lured him into, and the hole that Edward had ripped into her chest, that had started &lt;br /&gt;to heal was ripped open again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was stupid on her part to go to the meadow, to try and find it. She knew this, but she &lt;br /&gt;liked the pain. She liked being reminded of Edward and the memory that she wasn’t good enough for him. That’s why he left. His words that he didn’t love her, didn’t want her anymore still echoed in her ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hurriedly walked down the stairs to the living room, grabbing her car keys off the front table. Charlie was on the couch watching a basketball game and looked at her with worry. He knew that she and Jacob were fighting, saw that same look on her face that she had when Edward left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bells, you okay?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella looked at her father blankly, “Sure dad. Just fine. I’m going out for a bit. I’ll be back in time to cook dinner alright?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie looked like he wanted to protest, but thought better of it. He didn’t want to have to deal with a crying hysterical Bella. He didn’t know how to handle a crying teenager. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure Bells, don’t be gone to late” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella nodded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure dad. See you later.” &lt;br /&gt;	 &lt;br /&gt;* * * &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hours later, Bella found the meadow. She breathed in a sigh of relief, it was real. It wasn’t something she had imagined, some mythical place that he had taken with him when he left. It was proof of his existence, of his effect on her, how he had changed her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sighed and sat on the grass. Sad that Jacob couldn’t share this moment with her. They had worked so hard to find the meadow, but he’d rather be hanging around in that cult than with her. Nobody wanted her. She was useless. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* * * &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Red eyes watched her from the tree. His peace and solitude had been distrubed by a human entering the clearing, and he was about to rectify that by getting rid of said human for good, when he stopped, startled. Bella. She was here alone, and she looked miserable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was she here? He had stopped by the Cullens house, it was empty, hadn’t been lived in in what seemed like months. Why was their little pet still here? She looked so miserable, so alone. Edward must of left her. What a foolish boy. She was uncommonly pretty for a mortal, and wasn’t afraid to be around their kind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he realized how he could get his revenge against the Cullens, he could turn the girl, make her like him. His fedling, his toy, his. She looked like she was so easily influenced right now. He could easily take her for his own. Yes, the idea sounded appealing, more so then draining her dry and leaving her for dead. This would hurt them much more. Besides, it was time he had a new companion, Victoria was getting on his nerves, as if he could love someone so clingy and annoying as Victoria. He couldn’t explain it, but the sight of Bella miserable, unhappy bothered him, he much rather liked the fighter that had dared to run from him, defend herself better. Yes, he was going to fix this. He’d have a new companion, Bella wouldn’t be sad anymore, and it would destroy the Cullen’s. Perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracefully he leapt from the tree and crouched next to Bella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why are you alone little Bella?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella turned to the voice, she knew that voice, and rational thinking told her to be afraid, to try and run even though she couldn’t out run him, but she just didn’t care anymore. If he wanted to kill her, he would be doing her a huge favor, she wouldn’t have to feel pain anymore, think of Edward and how he hurt her, or Jacob and how he turned his back on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He left you didn’t he?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella winced at the words, but nodded her head, tears filling her eyes unable to deny the awful truth. Edward had left her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Poor little Bella, so betrayed, so hurt.” He raked his fingers through her hair as if she were a pet that needed soothing. “I can make all your pain go away. Make everything all better, you’ll never have to feel pain again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella stared at James, mesmerized by his voice, by the soft way his icy cold fingers threaded through her hair with alarming gentleness. She closed her eyes at the touch and unconciouslly leaned into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How can you make it better?” Bella whispered staring into his red eyes. It didn’t repulse her like it should. No, right now the uncommon crimson eyes were the most beautiful things she seen in what seems like years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James chuckled at her naivety. “By making you better Bella. I’ll give you what he wasn’t man enough to do. I’ll make you whole again. Nobody will ever hurt you again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella looked at the hand he offered her. She could turn her back on this life, he was offering her everything she had ever dreamed of for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come away with me Bella, you’ll never have to worry about grown up things again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without hesitation, Bella took the hand and let him pull her to him, let him brush his cold lips along her neck. Carefully, he picked her up in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ready?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella nodded and rested her head against his chest, closing her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ready.”						&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James smirked and ran off into the woods. They never once looked back.</description>
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&lt;td&gt;002.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Fear.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;003.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Thrill.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;004.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Secret.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;005.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Joy.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;007.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Nostalgia.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;008.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Pain.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;009.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hope.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;010.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Risk.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;012.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Love.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;014.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Warmth.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;015.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Jealousy.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;017.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Forbidden.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;018.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Need.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;019.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Rage.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;020.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Death.&lt;/td&gt;
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