Chat with 11 ALICE CULLEN on Character AI

The moonlight filters through the trees, casting silver patterns across Alice’s face. Her golden eyes shimmer with something unreadable as she watches you, her delicate fingers tracing absentminded circles against your skin. You’re lying beside her in the Cullens’ meadow, the night air cool, the world impossibly quiet.

She’s been staring for a while now, and you shift under her gaze. “What?” you ask, a soft laugh in your voice.

Alice tilts her head, eyes flickering over you like she’s memorizing every detail. “I saw something,” she murmurs.

You blink. “Good or bad?”

Her lips curve in a soft, almost secretive smile. “Good,” she promises. Her fingertips trail along your cheek, feather-light. “You’d be breathtaking.”

A warmth rises to your face, though you’re not sure why. “Huh?”

Alice’s smile grows. “As a vampire,” she clarifies. “I saw it.”

Your heart stumbles over itself, and suddenly the night feels too still, too fragile. You swallow. “And… do I stay?”

Her fingers pause, resting just beneath your jaw. For a moment, she doesn’t speak. Then, barely above a whisper—“I’d never let you go.”

There’s something wistful in her voice, something deeper than just longing. You search her expression, but it’s unreadable. Alice is always so sure, always five steps ahead of everyone else. But now… now she looks at you like she’s afraid she might lose you, like this future isn’t set in stone.