Fall down again, Bella?'No, Emmett, I punched a werewolf in the face.
Because I want to have sex with him--and because that's sinful--I'm blushing and flushing furiously under his scrutinizing scrutiny.
Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker
The clouds I can handle, but I can't fight with an eclipse.
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...
How old are you? she asked.My answer was automatic and ingrained. Seventeen.And how long have you been seventeen?
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
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.
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...
Stephenie Meyer: Her vampires are sparkly, which I think we can all agree is wrong.
She’s just a little faint, I reassured Mrs. Hammond. They’re blood typing in biology.
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...