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You could run from someone you feared, you could try to fight someone you hated. All my reactions were geared toward those kinds of killers—the monsters, the enemies. When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one?
My best friend. My Jacob. The HAVE YOU SEEN THIS BOY? posters
“Sure it is, Bella, sure it is. If everything is so great, then why are you sweating bullets?” “I’m not sweating,” I lied.
I'm excited to see this in the movie, the guy playing Charlie will kill this sarcasm
You’re exactly like Charlie.” She’d sighed, resigned. “Once you make up your mind, there is no reasoning with you. Of course, exactly like Charlie, you stick by your decisions, too.”
(Only my mind was immune; my body was still subject to vampires with abilities that worked in ways other than Edward’s.)
“Not in that sense. I’ve been waiting a century to marry you, Miss Swan. The wedding ceremony is the one thing I can’t wait—”
“However, they could not be taught. They were frozen at whatever level of development they’d achieved before being bitten. Adorable two-year-olds with dimples and lisps that could destroy half a village in one of their tantrums. If they hungered, they fed, and no words of warning could restrain them. Humans saw them, stories circulated, fear spread like fire in dry brush.…
Forshadowing
barely
Emmett and Jasper howled with laughter at my blush while Edward removed my borrowed garter—which I’d shimmied down nearly to my ankle—very carefully with his teeth. With a quick wink at me, he shot it straight into Mike Newton’s face.
Hope this is in the movie
“Thank you,” Edward said to the darkness. “This is very… kind of you.” “Kind is my middle name,” a husky familiar voice answered from the black night. “Can I cut in?” My hand flew up to my throat, and if Edward hadn’t been holding me I would have collapsed. “Jacob!” I choked as soon as I could breathe. “Jacob!”
“Isle Esme?” My voice was low, but it still sounded too loud as it broke into the quiet night. “A gift from Carlisle—Esme offered to let us borrow it.” A gift. Who gives an island as a gift? I frowned. I hadn’t realized that Edward’s extreme generosity was a learned behavior.
With our rarely changing temperaments, strong emotions can alter us in permanent ways. But he said I did not need to worry about that part—you had already altered me so completely.”
“Weird,” I said after swallowing a scorching bite. “This place is messing with my appetite.” And my dreams, and my already dubious balance.
I wondered—would a bullet through my temple actually kill me or just leave a really big mess for me to clean up?
Maybe he’d smashed her like a bag of chips in his drive to get some?
A car accident, like my mom. So common. Happened all the time.
It was hard being around imprinted people. No matter what stage they were in—about to tie the knot like Sam or just a much-abused nanny like Quil—the peace and certainty they always radiated was downright puke-inducing.
What was he saying? That Bella should, what? Have a baby? With me? What? How? Was he giving her up? Or did he think she wouldn’t mind being shared? “Whichever. Whatever keeps her alive.”
WHY DIDN’T I JUST WALK AWAY? OH RIGHT, BECAUSE I’M AN IDIOT.
I was the finished-second-place werewolf about to ask the vampire’s wife to shack up and procreate. Nice.
“Why do you always have to love the wrong things, Bella?”
Carlisle who would hate fighting back, even to save his own life. That’s why we would be able to kill him—because he wouldn’t want us, his enemies, to die.
I was having a hard time making my brain shut up long enough to fall asleep,
Maybe he's not used to the quiet in his head
It was like fate was out to make me do everything I’d ever sworn I wouldn’t in the course of twenty-four hours. Here I was, hanging around, waiting for her to die.
“Think about it, Carlisle. If that creature is more vampire than human, can’t you guess what it craves—what it’s not getting? Jacob did.” I did? I ran through the conversation, trying to remember what thoughts I’d kept to myself. I remembered at the same time that Carlisle understood.
Maybe I just couldn’t resist another hit of my dwindling drug supply.
And Edward usually refers to Bella as his heroin
Nudity was an inconvenient but unavoidable part of pack life. We’d all thought nothing of it before Leah came along. Then it got awkward. Leah had average control when it came to her temper—it took her the usual length of time to stop exploding out of her clothes every time she got pissed. We’d all caught a glimpse. And it wasn’t like she wasn’t worth looking at; it was just that it was so not worth it when she caught you thinking about it later.
What was with her? For crying out loud, she was married! Happily married, too—there was no question that she was in love with her vampire past the boundaries of sanity. And hugely pregnant, to top it off. So why did she have to be so damn thrilled to see me? Like I’d made her whole freakin’ day by walking through the door. If she would just not care… Or more than that—really not want me around. It would be so much easier to stay away.
“Hey, do you know what you call a blonde with a brain?” I asked, and then continued on the same breath, “a golden retriever.” “I’ve heard that one, too,” she said, no longer smiling.
I like this between them
the hold she had on me only got harder to break.
What’s wrong with going out and falling in love like a normal person, Leah? Imprinting is just another way of getting your choices taken away from you.
Because you always want the very most what you can never, ever have.
I just want the options I don’t have, Jacob. Maybe, if there was nothing wrong with me, I would never give it a thought. You would kill for that? I demanded, not letting her escape my question.
“Holy crow, you can hear him!”
Aston Martin Vanquish,
I leaned forward and felt the heat begin to change me while the pull toward the killer grew—it was stronger than I’d ever felt it before, so strong it reminded me of an Alpha’s command, like it would crush me if I didn’t obey.
It was the baby girl in the blond vampire’s arms that held me here now. Renesmee.
I kind of love his description of him imprinting and getting to see it firsthand
my little Edward Jacob,
Oh shit. She just explained to Edward that it was supposed to be Edward Junior EJ.
the only thing I’d ever been able to do was keep going. Endure. Survive.
“Jasper wonders how you’re doing it.” “Doing what?” “Controlling your emotions, Bella,” Jasper answered. “I’ve never seen a newborn do that—stop an emotion in its tracks that way. You were upset, but when you saw our concern, you reined it in, regained power over yourself.
I wonder if Stephanie had Jasper noticed this as a form of reference because he’s seen so many newborns
He smiled back. “Bella?” “Yes?” “That was quite graceful—even for a vampire.”
However, I was stronger, and every stride of mine matched the length of three of his. And so I flew with him through the living green web, by his side, not following at all.
Mostly him—his strange honey-lilac-and-sun perfume.
Bella, you’re behaving like you’re decades rather than days old.”
I would probably never be able to do anything interesting or special like Edward, Alice, and Jasper could do. Maybe I would just love Edward more than anyone in the history of the world had ever loved anyone else.
“You’ll see exactly how I can say that,” Edward muttered. “I promised him that I would let him explain, but I doubt you’ll see it much differently than I do.
Maybe now I could truly be his friend, since I disgusted him enough physically that he couldn’t love me the same way as before. Maybe that was all that was needed.
I was gasping, stunned and frightened by the strange, alarming image that filled my mind. It felt like a very strong memory—I could still see through my eyes while I watched it in my head—but it was completely unfamiliar. I stared through it to Renesmee’s expectant expression, trying to understand what was happening, struggling desperately to hold on to my calm. Besides being shocking and unfamiliar, the image was also wrong somehow—I almost recognized my own face in it, my old face, but it was off, backward. I grasped quickly that I was seeing my face as others saw it, rather than flipped in
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“What… was… that?” I managed to choke out. “What did you see?” Rosalie asked curiously, leaning around Jacob, who seemed very much in the way and out of place at the moment. “What did she show you?” “She showed me that?” I whispered. “I told you it was hard to explain,” Edward murmured
“She’s gifted.” “It’s an interesting twist,” Carlisle said to Edward. “Like she’s doing the exact opposite of what you can.” “Interesting,” Edward agreed. “I wonder.…”
