“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.”

Like we were connected, the echo of his pain twisted inside inside me. his pain, my pain.

Hate is a passionate emotion.

I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.

I had never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love doesn’t seem like such a bad way to go.

You want me to be all doom and gloom, or just shut up?

Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.

Funny how it kept hitting me, like each new thing was a surprise. When was I going to stop being surprised?

Forever, he vowed, still a little staggered.That’s all I’m asking for, I said.

I’m not like a car you can fix up. I’m never gonna run right.

When he left, you spent all your energy holding on to him. You could be happy if you let go.

Try not to trip. We don’t have time for a concussion today.

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.

I felt like I was staring out across an ocean that I was going to have to swim from shore to shore before I could rest again.

If we could bottle your luck, we’d have a weapon of mass destruction on our hands.

Maybe you’ll get lucky. I said bleakly, lurching on my feet. Maybe I’ll get hit by a truck on my way back.

It’s not the end. It’s the beginning.