Kiss Me, Jacob. Kiss Me,

Carlisle Has A Theory...he Believes That We All Bring Something Of Our Strongest Human Traits With Us Into The Next Life, Where They Are Intensified - Like Our Minds, And Our Senses.

I Just Know I'm Too Much Of A Wuss For Stephen King's Books. I'm Way Too Chicken To Read Horror.

Edward,' She Mumbled Softly. She Was Dreaming Of Me. Could A Dead, Frozen Heart Beat Again? It Felt Like Mine Was About To. 'stay,' She Sighed. 'don't Go. Please... Don't Go

I Tensed For The Spring, My Eyes Squinting As I Cringed Away, And The Sound Of Edward's Furious Roar Echoed Distantly In The Back Of My Head. His Name Burst Through All The Walls I'd Built To Contain It. Edward, Edward, Edward. I Was Going To Die. It Shouldn't Matter If I Thought Of Him Now. Edward, I Love You.

The Irresponsible Mother Helped Explain Bella's Maturity. She'd Had To Grow Up Early, To Become The Caretaker. That's Why She Didn't Like Being Cared For- She Felt It Was Her Job.