I’m afraid you’re going to have to make a choice.

So what you're saying is, I'm your brand of heroin?" I teased, trying to lighten the mood. He smiled swiftly, seeming to appreciate my effort. "Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.

Once you cared about a person, it was impossible to be logical about them anymore.

I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me.

i'm in love with you, Bella

I'm really glad I did not tattoo on my body 'cause I don't want them. So, permanence is a very scary thing to me, along with things that don't change at all.

If you don’t send Edward out,” Emmett—still invisible in the night—hissed menacingly, “we’re coming in after him!” “Go,” I laughed. “Before they break my house.