The laughter in his deep-set black eyes, the feverish heat of his big hand around mine, the flash of his white teeth… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
I peeked up at him one more time, and regretted it. He was glaring down at me again, his black eyes full… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“His familiar husky voice sent a wave of wistfulness through me. A thousand memories spun in my head, tangling together- a rocky… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“And Edward was staring at me curiously, that same, familiar edge of frustation even more distinct now in his black eyes. I… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“For a second i was just a kid, a kid who had lived all his life in the same tiny town. Just… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Victoria?" she hissed. "Laurent?" I nodded, a teensy bit alarmed by the expression in her black eyes. I pointed at my chest.… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“That would be just like me-ruin everything, destroy the world, in a moment of klutziness.” — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“But suddenly something sharp was cutting me, my throat, my wrists, my ankles. I screamed in shock, thinking he'd brought me there to hurt… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Everything in my world was about him. What a silly thing to expect. — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“Alice: "I'll play you for it. Rock, paper, scissors." Edward: "Why don't you just tell me who wins?" Alice: "I do. Excellent.” — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“What can I give you, Wanda?” he insisted. I took a deep breath and tried to keep my voice steady.“Give me a lie, Jared.… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Mike's eyes narrowed shrewdly. "Don't kid yourself, Bella. The guy's head over heels for you." "I know," I sighed. "Life is complicated." "And girls… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“You know the story in the bible? The one with the king and the two women fighting over the baby? Sure King Solomon. That's… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
I’m exactly right for you, Bella. It would have been effortless for us — comfortable, easy as breathing. I was the natural path your… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“I felt a surge of pity, and relief. Pity because, as beautiful as they were, they were outsiders, clearly not accepted. Relief that I… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
