My dad mumbled something unintelligible.
"Woo!" Emmett suddenly boomed in his deep bass. "Go Gators!"
Jacob and Charlie jumped. The rest of us froze.
Charlie recovered, then looked at Emmett over his shoulder. "Florida winning?"
"Just scored the first touchdown," Emmett confirmed. He shot a look in my direction, wagging his eyebrows like a villain in vaudeville. "'Bout time somebody scored around here.
Mots clés humor charlie bella emmett
He smiled and kissed me.
It wasn't precisely a peck on the lips, and my wild vampiric reactions took me off guard yet again. Edward's lips were like a shot of some addictive chemical straight into my nervous system. I was instantly craving more. It took all my concentration to remember the baby in my arms.
Jasper felt my mood change. "Er, Edward, you might not want to distract her like that right now. She needs to be able to focus."
Edward pulled away. "Oops," he said.
I laughed. That had been my line from the very beginning, from the very first kiss.
"Later," I said, and anticipation curled my stomach into a ball.
"Focus, Bella," Jasper urged.
"Right." I pushed the trembly feelings away. Charlie, that was the main thing right now. Keep Charlie safe today. We would have all night...
"Bella."
"Sorry, Jasper.
Mots clés humor love edward bella jasper
How did anyone survive this world, with these bodies whose memories wouldn't stay in the past where they should? With the emotions that were so strond I couldn't tell what I felt anymore?
Stephenie MeyerIf you throw a frog in a pot of boiling water, it will hop right out. But if you put that frog in a pot of tepid water and slowly warm it, the frog doesn't figure out what going on until it's too late. Boiled frog. It's just a metter of working by slow degrees.
Stephenie MeyerEdward a Bella: «E se non fossi il supereroe? Se fossi il cattivo?»
Stephenie MeyerMots clés twilight
Edward
Stephenie MeyerEdward a Bella:
«Ecco, tu sei esattamente la mia qualità preferita di eroina».
Mots clés twilight
Bella: Il tempo passa. Anche quando sembra impossibile. Anche quando il rintocco di ogni secondo fa male come il sangue che pulsa nelle ferite. Passa in maniera disuguale, tra strani scarti e bonacce prolungate, ma passa. Persino per me.
Stephenie MeyerMots clés bella-swan twilight-saga new-moon
Bella: L'amore è irrazionale, più ami qualcuno, più perdi il senso delle cose.
Stephenie MeyerMots clés twilight-saga new-moon
Bella: Il legame che ci univa era più forte della distanza, dell'assenza e del tempo. Poco importava che fosse più speciale, bello, brillante o perfetto di me, ormai anche lui era coinvolto e condizionato in modo irreversibile. Era destinato a essere mio, per sempre, come io appartenevo a lui.
Stephenie MeyerMots clés bella-swan
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