True love was forever lost. The prince was never coming back to kiss me awake from my enchanted sleep. I was not a princess, after all. So what was the fairy-tale protocol for other kisses? The mundane kind that didn't break any spells?
Maybe it would be easy - like holding his hand or having his arms around me. Maybe it would feel nice. Maybe it wouldn't fell like a betrayal. Besides, who was I betraying, anyway? Just myself.
When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when you doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give, how could you not give it? If it was someone you truly loved?
Stephenie MeyerMots clés love
Two voices struggled inside me. One that wanted to be good and brave, and one that told the good one to keep her mouth shut.
Stephenie MeyerAnd he was my friend. Not that he wouldn't kill me if things turned out that way, but he wouldn't like doing it. With humans, what more could you ask for a friend?
Stephenie MeyerI hate myself for liking you.
Stephenie MeyerI don't see how that is any of your business." Stupid, shiny Volvo owner.
Stephenie MeyerMots clés twilight
Damn it! This chick runs with vampires!
Stephenie MeyerMots clés jared
Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.
Stephenie MeyerMots clés twilight
I do a good job of blocking painful, unnecessary things from my memory.
Stephenie MeyerMots clés twilight-saga
Time means little; I never notice its passing.
Stephenie MeyerMots clés breaking-dawn
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