It was all very childish. Why on earth should Edward have to leave for Jacob to come over? Weren't we past this immaturity?
It was all very childish. Why on earth should Edward have to leave for Jacob to come over? Weren't we past this immaturity?
Of course I remember. I traded a lifetime of servitude for a box of conversation hearts. That's not something I'm likely to forget.
When I left you, Bella, I left you bleeding. Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again. That was bound to leave its mark - on both of you.
And, by the way, I adore you.... in frightening, dangerous ways.
Yes Rosalie, we all know how proficient of an assassin you are.
He was my best friend. I would always love him, and it would never, ever be enough.
I was an empty shell. Like a vacant house--condemned--for months I'd been utterly uninhabitable. Now I was a little improved. The front room was in better repair. But that was all--just the one small piece. He deserved better than that--better than a one-room, falling-down fixer-upper. No amount of investment on his part could put me back in working order.
Love didn't work that way, I decided. Once you cared about a person, it was impossible to be logical about them anymore.
The kiss began much the same as usual--Edward was as careful as ever, and my heart began to overreact like it always did. And then something seemed to change. Suddenly his lips became much more urgent, his free hand twisted into my hair and held my face securely to his. And though I was clearly beginning to cross his cautious lines, for once he didn't stop me. His body was cold through the thin quilt, but I crushed myself against him eagerly.
Why can you believe the lie, but not the truth?
Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.
Please don't run away. And, um, I'd rather you didn't kick me again either.
Because there was nothing more terrifying to me, more excruciating, than the thought of turning away from him. it was an impossibility.
I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.
I wondered to myself why no one else had seen him standing so far away, before he was suddenly, impossibly saving my life. With chagrin, I realized the probable cause - no one else was as aware of Edward as I always was. No one else watched him the way I did. How pitiful.
I've never tried to keep a specific person alive before, and it's much more troublesome than I would have believed. But that's probably just because it's you. Ordinary people seem to make it through the day without so many catastrophes.
When life offers you a dream so far beyond your expectations its unreasonable to grieve when it comes to and end.
Children in the abstract, had never appealed to me. They seemed to be loud creatures, often dripping some form of goo.
I don't care about anything but keeping her alive. If it's a child she wants, she can have it. She can have half a dozen babies. Anything she wants. She can have puppies, if that's what it takes.
Life sucks, and then you die...
That's the funny thing about knowing you can't have something. It makes you desperate. -Leah
You're not making my mistakes, Bella. You sound like you're scared silly, and I'm guessing it's because you're afraid of me.
Don't be a baby about this. No tantrums.
I know you're frustrated that he's keeping you locked up like this, but don't give him too bad a time when he gets back. He loves you more than you know. It terrifies him to be away from you.
It was the first time I'd ever felt truly jealous of anyone else in my entire life.
Of course, you'd warm up faster if you took your clothes off.
When you live for the fight, for the blood, the relationships you form are tenuous and easily broken.
Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to. -Edward Cullen
Yet I wouldn't trade it. I didn't want the life that made sense. Not if the chaos meant I could be with Bella.
How was I ever going to fight the blurring lines in our relationship when I enjoyed being with him so much?
I was much more upset by the situation with Jacob than by the possibility of being eaten by a bear.
Now and then I see something in her eyes, and I wonder if I've ever grasped how much pain she's really in.
The only reason I left was to protect you.
Yeah, I'll always be your friend. No matter what you love.
I belong wherever I want to be.
The rains would end, and when they did, Ian and I would be together, partners in the truest sense. This was a promise and an obligation I had never had in all my lives. Thinking of it made me feel joyful and anxious and shy and desperately impatient all at the same time-made me feel human.
Because when I thought of him, of his voice, his hypnotic eyes, the magnetic force of his personality, I wanted nothing more than to be with him right now.
I can feel what you're feeling now - and you are worth it.
I'd noticed that his eyes were black - coal black.
Just because I'm resisting the wine doesn't mean I can't appreciate the bouquet.
Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.
Despite my best efforts I've seen you naked before - doesn't do much for me so no worries.
I felt like I was staring out across an ocean that I was going to have to swim from shore to shore before I could rest again.
Maybe I was what Leah thought she was. Some kind of dead end that shouldn't be passed on to another generation. Or maybe it was just that my life was a big, cruel joke, and there was no escape from the punch line. -Jacob
The way you move - you orient yourself around him without even thinking about it. When he moves, even a little bit, you adjust your position at the same time. Like magnets… or gravity. You're like a… satellite, or something.
You've never been a teenager, sweetie. You know what's best for you.
Don't worry?! You sliced your hand open!
I may not be a human, but I am a man.
It's hard to tell what a fish is thinking. Eagles are good looking birds, you know.
One of the many hazards of socializing with vampires. It makes you smell bad. A minor hazard, comparatively.
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