Life and Death: Twilight Reimagined (The Twilight Saga)

by Stephenie Meyer

That wasn’t the way it was supposed to work. I probably should have been the one to think about putting chains on his tires, if I could figure out how to do that.

Considering he's the father thats actually exactly how it should work.

Except that, actually, it kind of was. He was the parent. He was taking care of me, his son.

I take it back carry on

“That’s cool,” she said, unfazed. “We still have prom.”

The confidence is amazing

At the moment, it seemed like a decent trade—her laughter later for that look in her eyes now.

Please, so dramatic

“I decided as long as I was going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.”

So true

“I wonder why that

Isnt there literally autism theories?

“He’s having a neurally mediated syncope,” Edythe explained brightly.

Sick

“Down to La Push, to First Beach.”

Duh wolvessssss

“It warms my cold heart to see you learning so quickly. This way.”

Since when are they witty?

surprised. “You’re a fan of Debussy?”

Yes

me was named Julie.

Jacob got the most basic name

“Does it work on you—this thing you think I do?” I sighed. “Every time.”

So real

It didn’t bother me at all that she was following me; instead I felt a strange surge of pleasure. She was here for me. She stared, waiting for me to react.

Stalking isnt stalking if theyre hot

The first time I saved you . . . it was from myself.”

Oh please

“That you’ll be . . . upset. Unhappy.”

She's always unhappy

Her world was where I wanted to be.

Awe wait

“It makes me . . . anxious . . . to be away from you.”

Codependency isnt hot

“Then I’ll be there,”

See this is smut to me

All that mattered was that I loved her, more than I’d ever imagined it was possible to love anything. She was everything I wanted, the only thing I would ever want.

Yall have hardly spoken get a grip

“That is, hands down, the most disappointing story I’ve ever heard in my entire life. I take back everything I said about your game. Obviously, it’s just some pity thing.”

Sick

“I don’t like it,” she muttered. “Well, you don’t actually have to.” “So she just snaps her fingers and you heel?” “Guess so.”

All of this is how i envision my future except im edyth

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d talked so much. I felt self-conscious the whole time, knowing I had to be boring her. But she always seemed on the edge of her seat waiting for my answers, she always had a follow-up question, she always wanted more. So I went along with the psychoanalysis, since it seemed to matter to

I would do anything for this

“I’m tired of being a pawn in your game, Taylor. Do you even realize that I have feelings of my own? And all I can do is watch while you use me to make someone else

The way hes everyone's wingman is amazing

Is it being beautiful that’s made you so cruel?”

I just know that hurt

“It’s twilight,”

I was relieved when it was late enough to be acceptable for bedtime.

So real

“So you’re worried about the trouble it might cause me—if you don’t come home?”

This is so pathological people pleaser

I couldn’t think of the right way to apologize when I wasn’t sorry.

So real

She turned then, with a mocking half-smile, and I couldn’t breathe.

Ive decided that i am Beaufort

purpose. This was the kind of beauty you worshipped. The kind you built temples for and offered sacrifices to.

PUH LEAZEEEEE

She was so astonishing that she could make even me less ordinary.

Steph can write about beauty fr

then smiled because that was my line.

ew

And then she became totally motionless, a statue

Funny

again, perched on the edge of my bed.

“Honestly? A lot of things. None of them careful.”

so true love the honesty

She laughed. “Are you asking me about sex, Beau?”

this is crazy bc when did this happen in the of book?

I stared into her eyes. “I love you,” I said. She leaned down and rested her forehead carefully against mine. “You are my life now.”

Oh drama

“We’re going to make it there before him,”

I thought it was a girl?

“You’ll never know what I’m thinking if you keep interrupting me.”

“You’re lucky I didn’t bite you,” she said. “The next time you put your hand on my mouth to say something so completely idiotic—and insulting—I will.”