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It’s the strange world.’ ‘The strangest.

Stephenie Meyer

Bears, I muttered, adding a new fear to the pile. That would be just her luck, wouldn’t it? Stray bear in town. OF course it would head straight for Bella.
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Fate Fear Head Herself Luck Myself Straight
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe.
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Alive Burn Happiness Herself Pain Safety
Is my mom all right? She’s perfectly fine. don’t worry, Bella, I have no quarrel with her. Unless you didn’t come alone, of course. Light, amused. I’m alone. I’d never been more alone in my entire life.
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Alone Life Light Myself Perfection Worry
There’s a difference between being in love and being in love with the idea of love.
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Deep Difference Ideas Love
I’m not like a car you can fix up. I’m never gonna run right.
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Car Hard Time Myself Repair Right Run
So what are you going to tell her? A little help? I pleaded. What does she want to know? He shook his head, grinning wickedly. That’s not fair. No, you not sharing what you know-now that’s not fair.
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Fair Head Help Herself Knowledge Share Talk Yourself
Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.
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Double Herself Leaving Mark Name Touch Worthless
It felt almost rude to ignore toe pretty white bed, but we just weren’t going to make it that far.
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Bed Far Feeling Pretty Rude White
I was much more upset by the situation with Jacob than by the possibility of being eaten by a bear.
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Eat Possible Situation Upset
We should have been wiser; we should have died yesterday.
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Death Myself Past Wisdom
Something I’ve never seen in all my lives. I’m staring at hope.
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Hope Live Myself See Stare
I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.
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Bite Freedom Lying Myself
Yeah, it’s an off day when I don’t get somebody telling me how edible I smell. – Bella Swan.
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Day Edible Myself Smell
The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow.
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Darkness Hair Pillow Story Thick
I’d rather die than be with anyone but you.
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Death Dedication Desire Love Myself Relationship Yourself
They call her my singer – because her blood sings for me.
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Blood Call Herself Identity Myself Name Singer

It’s the strange world.’ ‘The strangest.

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It’s the strange world.’ ‘The strangest.

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