Edward’s soft voice came from behind me. I turned to see him spring lightly up the porch steps, his hair windblown from running. He pulled me into his arms at once, just like he had in the parking lot, and kissed me again. This kiss frightened me. ...
This kiss frightened me. There was too much tension, too strong an edge to the way his lips crushed mine–like he was afraid we had only so much time left to us.
As Seattle is ravaged by a string of mysterious killings and a malicious vampire continues her quest for revenge, Bella once again finds herself surrounded by danger. In the midst of it all, she is forced to choose between her love for Edward and her friendship with Jacob–knowing that her decision has the potential to ignite the ageless struggle between vampire and werewolf. With her graduation quickly approaching, Bella has one more decision to make: life or death. But which is which?
Some say the world will end in fire,Some say in ice.From what i've tasted of desirei hold with those who favore fire.But if it had to perish twice,i think i know enough of hateto say that for destruction iceis also greatand would suffice.Robert Frost
...great and would suffice.
"At first it was worse. Because there was that smaller part of me - smaller, but getting louder and angrier every minute, screaming at the rest of me - that craved a different set of arms. So then there was fresh guilt to season the pain". Bella
... Swan's thoughtsContinua...Nascondi
“C'è qualcosa di...strano, nel modo in cui state insieme. Il modo in cui ti guarda...è così protettivo. Come se fosse pronto a farti scudo di fronte a una pistola, o qualcosa del genere.”“E’ una cosa brutta?”“No. E' una cosa diversa.
...osa diversa. E' molto coinvolto da te e...molto premuroso”Continua...Nascondi