Because I want to have sex with him--and because that's sinful--I'm blushing and flushing furiously under his scrutinizing scrutiny.
Fall down again, Bella?'No, Emmett, I punched a werewolf in the face.
Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker
Books like Twilight are not art. They are mass-produced crap that is meant to be consumed by the widest possible audience, for the largest possible profit.
It was sort of the pattern to my life - I'd never been strong enough to deal with the things outside my control, to attack the enemies or outrun them. To avoid the pain. Always human and weak, the onl...
I knowOkay, Sorry. I am.Look, I'm human. It's hard to be fair sometimes. We don't always feel the right thing, do the right thing
Um, Doc said in a mild voice, medically speaking, I'm not sure that was the most helpful thing for his condition.But I feel better, Jared answered, sullen.Doc smiled the tiniest smile. Well, maybe a f...
It was very relaxing to be away from civilization, and this bothered me. I should not have found the loneliness so welcoming.
You never know how much time you'll have.
Stephenie Meyer: Her vampires are sparkly, which I think we can all agree is wrong.
How old are you? she asked.My answer was automatic and ingrained. Seventeen.And how long have you been seventeen?
I believe that. But I want you to know something — when it comes to all this enemies nonsense, I’m out. I am a neutral country. I am Switzerland. I refuse to be affected by territorial disputes betwee...
She’s just a little faint, I reassured Mrs. Hammond. They’re blood typing in biology.
The clouds I can handle, but I can't fight with an eclipse.