When I Write A Story,

No, Actually 'the Host' Was Totally A Palate-cleanser For Me. I Wanted To Do Something A Little Bit Different Than Romantic Love. Romantic Love Is In There, Obviously, Because I Enjoy Writing About That And Living It A Lot.

It's A Little Dense, Don't You Think, To Antagonize The Strongest Vampire In The House?' Emmett Threw His Head Back And Snorted. 'please!' [...] I Took A Deep Breath. 'emmett, How Do You Feel About A Little Bet?' He Was On His Feet At Once. 'awesome. Bring It.

Lie To Me. She Whispered. I Love You. He Said.

After A Few Minutes, He Asked, Real Quietly, If You Turned Into An Animal, Too. And I Said, ‘she Wishes She Was That Cool!

It Was Like Someone Had Died- Like I Had Died. Because It Had Been More Than Just Losing The Truest Of True Loves, As If That Were Not Enough To Kill Anyone. It Was Also Losing A Whole Future, A Whole Family- The Whole Life That I'd Chosen...