Because there was nothing more terrifying to me, more excruciating, than the thought of turning away from him. it was an impossibility.
It’s been almost a century that Edward’s been alone. Now he’s found you. You can’t see the changes we see, we who have been with him for so long. Do you think any of us want to look into his eyes for the next hundred years if he loses you?
Billy wanted me to stay a safe distance from the most important person in my life. It turned out that his concern was, in the end, unnecessary. I was all too safe now.
Jacob was a gift from the gods.
I was like a lost moon – my planet destroyed in some cataclysmic, disaster-movie scenario of desolation – that continued, nevertheless, to circle in a tight little orbit around the empty space left behind, ignoring the laws of gravity.
How was I ever going to fight the blurring lines in our relationship when I enjoyed being with him so much?
I’d rather die than be with anyone but you.
Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.
You still owe me a yellow Porsche.
Dazed and disoriented, I looked up from the bright red blood pulsing out of my arm – into the fevered eyes of the six suddenly ravenous vampires.
And it was different because I’d already lost her so many times, so many ways, in my head. And different because she was never really mine to lose. And different because this wasn’t my fault.
Strange world isn’t it?
Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.
Interceded? You threw me to the sharks!
I glanced, wide eyed, from Edward’s grimace to Jacob’s sneer.
Jacob’s little smirk became a full-blown grin, and I knew he was picturing Charlie showing up to arrest him. This grin was too bitter, too full of mocking to satisfy me. This wasn’t the smile I’d been waiting to see.
Nature taking its course – hunter and prey, the endless circle of life and death.
I almost took the door off the car.
I belong wherever I want to be.
I knew it would begin with the end, and the end would look like death to these eyes. I had been warned.