You…made…me…faint, I accused him dizzily.What am I going to do with you? he groaned in exasperation. Yesterday I kiss you, and you attack me! Today you pass out on me!I laughed weakly, letting his arm...
You’re not making my mistakes, Bella. You sound like you’re scared silly, and I’m guessing it’s because you’re afraid of me.
You’re monopolizing the bride, Emmett said, coming up behind Edward’s shoulder. Let me dance with my little sister. This could be my last chance to make her blush.
You’re exactly like Charlie. Once you make up your mind, there is no reasoning with you. Of course, exactly like Charlie, you stick by your decisions, too.
You... you and Doc trying to protect me?Strange world, isn't it?In was a few seconds before I could answer.The strangest, I finally agreed.
You're my life now and I will do anything to protect you.
You think of me as a… living stone — hard and cold. That’s true. We are set the way we are, and it is very rare for us to experience a real change. When that happens, as when Bella entered my life, it...
You can't run with vampires. 'Cuz they're fast. -BellaYea? well, we're faster.
When you live for the fight, for the blood, the relationships you form are tenuous and easily broken.
What a marshmallow. You should hold out for someone with a stronger stomach. Someone who laughs at the gore that makes weaker men vomit.
Uncle Jeb, we croaked in surprise. You found us.Well, now, he said, and his gruff voice brought back a hundred memories. Well, now, here's a pickle.
The smile broke across his face the way the sunrise set the clouds on fire...
That’s the funny thing about knowing you can’t have something. It makes you desperate. -Leah
That I wasn't mad at . Can't you see that Bella? He was suddenly intense, all trace of teasing gone. Don't you understand?See what? I demanded, confused by his sudden mood swing as much as his words.I...
Strange world isn't it? It was a few seconds before I could answer The strangest, I finally agreed.
Some of the memories were not clear---dim human memories, seen through weak eyes and heard through weak ears: the first time I'd seen his face... the way it felt when he'd held me in the meadow... the...
Please don't run away. And, um, I'd rather you didn't kick me again either.
Our relationship couldn't continue to balance, as it did, on the point of a knife. We would fall off one edge or the other, depending entirely upon his decision, or his instincts. My decision was made...
Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.
Jacob really did look older than sixteen--not quite forty, but maybe older than me. Quil didn't have too much on him in the muscle department, for all that Jacob claimed to be a skeleton. The muscles...