Alice was scrutinizing my boring jeans-and-a-T-shirt outfit in a way that made me self-conscious. Probably plotting another makeover. I sighed. My indifferent attitude to fashion was a constant thorn in her side. If I'd allow it, she'd love to dress me everyday--perhaps several times a day--like some oversized three-dimensional paper doll.
Everything in my world was about him. What a silly thing to expect.
I shuddered at the image in my head, at the word feed. But Jasper wasn't worried about frightening me, not overprotective like Edward always was.
It's something about the inevitability. How nothing can keep them apart--not her selfishness, or his evil, or even death, in the end...their love is their only redeeming quality.
She reminded me of what it did to her when I left - what it still does to her when I leave. She feels horrible about bringing that up, but she's right. I'll never be able to make up for that, but I'll never stop trying anyway.
You are safe inside your mind. No one can reach you there.
Altogether out of control. This can't be the work of just one newborn vampire. What's going on? It's as if they've never heard of the Volturi. Which is possible. No one has explained the rules to them . . . so who is creating them, then.
He was silent for a moment, staring out the window into the rain; I imagined he was contemplating the fact that his family's presence was turning the locals into giant dogs.
I would have loved you for eternity, even when the word didn't have quite the same connotations.
I've chosen my life - now I want to start living it.
That's why it was so impossible to tell him goodbye - because I was in love with him. Too. I loved him, much more than I should, and yet, still nowhere near enough. I was in love with him, but it was not enough to change anything; it was only enough to hurt us both more. To hurt him worse than I ever had.
You are the only one who has ever touched my heart. It will always be yours.
And Jacob's right-about one thing, anyway-a pack of werewolves ought to be enough to protect even you for one evening.
He's like a drug for you, Bella.
If Seth didn't cut it out, I was going to throw a pinecone at him.
Jacob was hardly in need of any physical protection I could offer. But my arms, pinned beneath Edward's, yearned to reach out to him. To wrap around his big, warm, waist in a silent promise of acceptance and comfort. Edward's shielding arms had become restraints.
The morning brought with it, if not a brighter outlook, at least a measure of control, some acceptance. Instinctively, I knew that the new tear in my heart would always ache. That was just going to be a part of me now.
You aren't exactly the best judge of what is or isn't dangerous.
And then the third wife did something that the Cold Woman did not expect. She fell to her knees at the blood drinker's feet and plunged the knife into her own heart.
He's like a drug for you, Bella. I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. But I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun.
If we could bottle your luck, we'd have a weapon of mass destruction on our hands.
Jacob's little smirk became a full-blown grin, and I knew he was picturing Charlie showing up to arrest him. This grin was too bitter, too full of mocking to satisfy me. This wasn't the smile I'd been waiting to see.
The worst part is that I saw the whole thing -- our whole life. And I want it bad, Jake, I want it all. I want to stay right here and never move. I want to love you and make you happy. And I can't, and it's killing me.
You can have me the way i am - bad behavior included - or not at all.
As long as she wants me, I'm here.
He's playing every bit as hard as I am, only he knows what he's doing and I don't. Don't blame me because he's a better manipulator than I am - I haven't been around long enough to learn all his tricks.
I'm a pro at weird.-Bella Swan
Just curious. Like James and Victoria had been curious in the beginning? The thought of Victoria made me tremble, thought the one thing they seemed certain of was that it had not been her. Not this time. She would stick to her obsessed pattern. This was just someone else, a stranger.
There are no rules that can bind you when you find your other half.
You don't have anything like this. For crying out loud, you only own one skirt!
Bella, can you drop the rock, please? Carefully. Don't hurt yourself.
His touch brought with it the strangest sense of relief - as if I'd been in pain and that pain had suddenly ceased.
I'm exactly right for you, Bella. It would have been effortless for us - comfortable, easy as breathing. I was the natural path your life would have taken… If the world was the way it was supposed to be, if there were no monsters and no magic
Kiss me, Jacob. Kiss me, and then come back.
There really is something irresistible about a lost cause.
You held out your hand, and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For the first time in almost a century, I felt hope.
Bella, would you please stop trying to take your clothes off?
History was easy, but I don't know about the Calculus. It seemed like it was making sense, so that probably means I failed.
I'm gonna fight for you, until your heart stops beating.
Look after my heart - I've left it with you.
There s a difference between being in love and being in love with the idea of love.
You know, Jacob, if it weren't for the fact that we're natural enemies and that you're also trying to steal away the reason for my existence, I might actually like you.
But if you ever bring her back damaged again--and I don't care whose fault it is; I don't care if she merely trips, or if a meteor falls out of the sky and hits her in the head--if you return her to me in less than the perfect condition that I left her in, you will be running with three legs. Do you understand that, mongrel?
Holding grudges is not one of your many talents.
I'm not like a car Jacob, now matter how you try to fix me, I'll never run right.
Mike and I both stared at Edward with our mouths hanging open.
This is making me sick, Jacob. Can you imagine what this feels like to me? I don't even like Bella Swan. And you've got me grieving over this leech-lover like I'm in love with her, too. Can you see where that might be a little confusing? I dreamed about kissing her last night! What the hell am I supposed to do with that?
You think I should be as forgiving as you are? We can't all be saints and martyrs.
But it's possible to love more than one person at a time, Bella. I've seen it in action.
I believe that. But I want you to know something - when it comes to all this enemies nonsense, I'm out. I am a neutral country. I am Switzerland. I refuse to be affected by territorial disputes between mythical creatures. Jacob is family. You are . . . well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence. I don't care who's a werewolf and who's a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too.
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