Edward stretched out his arm, his hand curled into a fist. Seth grinned, revealing the long row of dagger teeth, and bumped his nose against Edward's hand.
"Nice teamwork," Edward murmured.

“Jacob stared for another minute, and then he suddenly frowned. "Well, damn!" he…”

“Do you have a multiple personality disorder?”

“The laughter in his deep-set black eyes, the feverish heat of his big hand arou…”

“Durante tantos milenios como llevan existiendo, los humanos no han comprendido …”