Stephenie Meyer

I stuck my finger under the edge of the paper and jerked it under the tape. 'Shoot,' I muttered when the paper sliced my finger. A single drop of blood oozed from the tiny cut. It all happened very quickly then. 'No!' Edward roared ... Dazed and disorientated, I looked up from the bright red blood pulsing out of my arm - and into the fevered eyes of the six suddenly ravenous vampires. For Bella Swan, there is one thing more important than life itself: Edward Cullen. But being in love with a vampire is more dangerous than Bella ever could have imagined. Edward has already rescued Bella from the clutches of an evil vampire but now, as their daring relationship threatens all that is near and dear to them, they realise their troubles may just be beginning ...

New Moon

tianna

Jacob was waiting for me. My chest seemed to relax as soon as I saw him, making it easier to breathe.

syd!

“It was a promise that he could never keep, a promise that was broken as soon as he'd made it.”

"You will always be the most beautiful thing in my world.”

maria bisogno

Tutto sembrava identico a come l'avevo lasciato. Pigiai il coperchio del lettore. La chiusura scattò e lo sportello si apri. Era vuoto. L'album di Renée era per terra, accanto al letto, dove l'avevo lasciato. Sollevai la copertina con mano tremante. Mi bastò sfogliare la prima pagina. Fissata agli angoli di metallo non c'era nessuna foto. Sul foglio bianco spiccava la mia scrittura: «Edward Cullen, cucina di Charlie, 13 settembre.» Non andai oltre. Di sicuro aveva fatto le cose per bene. Sarà come se non fossi mai esistito, me lo aveva promesso. Sentii il pavimento di legno liscio sotto le ginocchia, poi sul palmo delle mani e infine contro la guancia. Speravo di svenire, ma purtroppo non persi conoscenza. Le ondate di dolore da cui prima ero stata appena sfiorata ora si innalzavano di fronte a me e mi si infrangevano addosso, trascinandomi giù. E dal fondo non riemersi.

Ugne

Edward played with the radio while I drove, shaking his head in disapproval.

I frowned. I didn't like it when he picked on my truck. The truck was great—it had person-ality.

"You want a nice stereo? Drive your own car."

"This doesn't really bother you, does it?" he demanded, squeezing my fingers.

"No," I sighed. Truthfully, it felt nice. His hand was so much warmer than mine; I always felt too cold these days.

"And you don't care what he thinks." Jacob jerked his thumb toward the bathroom.

"The problem," I said, "is that it means something different to me than it does to you."

"Well." He tightened his hand around mine. "That's my problem, isn't it?"

"Why can you believe the lie, but not the truth?"

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