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It seemed that most vampire myths centered around beautiful women as demons and children as victims; they also seemed like constructs created to explain away the high mortality rates for young children, and to give men an excuse for infidelity.
Edward Cullen was not . . . human. He was something more.
“Do I dazzle you?” “Frequently,” I admitted.
“How old are you?” “Seventeen,” he answered promptly. “And how long have you been seventeen?” His lips twitched as he stared at the road. “A while,” he admitted at last.
“He looks at you like . . . like you’re something to eat,”
“As if you could outrun me,”
“As if you could fight me off,”
“Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.”
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“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb .
