
Name: Isabella "Bella" Swan
Date of birth: September 13, 1987
Birth country : Forks, Washington
Family:
Charlie Swan (father) & Renée Dwyer (Mother)
Edward Cullen (husband)
Renesmee Carlie Cullen (daughter)
Vampire Ability: A Shield - blocking herself to read by others
Appearance:
Twilight
A girl who moves from her mother's home in Phoenix, Arizona, to live with her father in her birthtown of Forks,
Washington. She continue her study at College in Fork.. this is where she get to know Edward Cullen and his family.
She becomes intrigued by Edward. Edward saves her life on multiple occasions, exhibiting super-human qualities.
Breaking Dawn
"Were there any other casualties?" I asked timidly
"I'll have to buy Esme new bed frame," he confessed, glancing over his shoulder.
----- Pg109
"How are you feeling?" He laughed.
"What?" I demanded
"You look so guilty -- like you've committed a crime."
"I feel guilty," I muttered.
"So you seduced your all-too-willing husband. That's not a capital offense." He seemed to be teasing.
----- Pg110
"Bella, it's Carlisle. What's going on?"
"I-- " I wasn't sure how to answer. Would he laugh at my conclusions, tell me I was crazy? Was I just having another
colourful dream? "I'm a little worried about Edward... Can vampires go into shock?"
"I think ... well, I think that... maybe... I might be ..." I took a deep breath. "Pregnant."-----Pg129
"Of cause you're happy, pretty baby, of cause you are," she crooned, rubbing her stomach while the tears washed her cheeks.
"How could you not be, all safe & warm & loved? I love you so much, little EJ, of cause you're happy."
"What did you call him?" Edward asked curiously
She blushed again. "I sort of named him. I didn't think you would want... well, you know."----- Pg326
"Get him OUT!" she screamed. "He can't BREATHE! DO it NOW!" -----Pg349
As my eyes struggled to adjust, Edward whispered, "Remesmee."
"Let me... Give her to me."
The light danced, shattering off Edward's crystal hands. The sparkles were tinged with red, with blood that covered his skin,
A small and struggling, dripping with blood. He touched the warm body to my weak arms, almost like I was holding her.
Her wet skin was hot. ----- Pg372