The Host (The Host, #1)

by Stephenie Meyer

After all the planets and all the hosts you’ve left behind, you’ve finally found the place and the body you’d die for. I think you’ve found your home, Wanderer.

“I love you,” I whispered. “Don’t say that like you’re saying goodbye.” But I had to. “I, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.” I worded it carefully, so that there would be no lie in my voice. “If I were a Dolphin or a Bear or a Flower, it wouldn’t matter. I would always love you, always remember you. You will be my only partner.”

“I truly love you, Ian.” It was the only way I could tell him goodbye. The only way he would accept. I knew he would remember later and understand. “With my whole soul, I love you.” “I truly love you, too, my Wanderer.”

“You are the noblest, purest creature I’ve ever met. The universe will be a darker place without you,” he whispered.

“I held you in my hand, Wanderer. And you were so beautiful.”