He thinks things through too much.
Stephenie MeyerTags: funny
Усетих гладките дъски под коленете си, после под дланите. Вълните на болката, които до този момент само се плискаха в мен, сега се надигнаха високо над главата ми и ме заляха, дърпайки ме надолу.
Така и не изплувах.
Believe me, I wanted to say. I've tried.
Oh, and also, I'm wretchedly in love with you.
Keep it light.
I’ve never tried to keep a specific person alive before, and it’s much more troublesome than I would have believed. But that’s probably just because it’s you. Ordinary people seem to make it through the day without so many catastrophes.
Stephenie MeyerTags: edward-cullen-to-bella-swan
For almost ninety years I’ve walked among my kind, and yours… all the time thinking I was complete in myself, not realizing what I was seeking. And not finding anything, because you weren’t alive yet.
Stephenie MeyerTags: twilight edward-cullen
Over my pile of ashes
Stephenie Meyerللملذات الطاغية .. نهايات طاغية
Stephenie MeyerI listened to the men's voices outside, muted by my car walls.
"...went at it with a flamethrower in the online video. Didn't even pucker the paint."
"Of course not. You could roll a tank over this baby. Not much of a market for one over here. Designed for Middle East Diplomats, arm dealers, and drug lords mostly."
"Think she's something?" the short one asked in a softer voice. I ducked my head, cheeks flaming.
"Huh," the tall one said. "Maybe. Can't imagine what you'd need missile-proof glass and four thousand pounds of body armor for around here. Must be headed somewhere more hazardous."
Body armor. Four thousand pounds of body armor. And missle-proof glass? Nice. What had happened to good old-fashioned bulletproof?
When you can’t be with the one you love, will you stay with the one who loves you?
Stephenie MeyerI felt like - like I don't know what. Like this wasn't real. Like I was in some Goth version of a bad sitcom. Instead of being the A/V dweeb about to ask the head cheerleader to the prom, I was the finished-second-place werewolf about to ask the vampire's wife to shack up and procreate. Nice. - Jacob
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