Bears," I muttered, adding a new fear to the pile. "That would be just her luck, wouldn't it? Stray bear in town. OF course it would head straight for Bella.

Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.

Bella." He strocked my face anxiously. "I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right here as long as you need me." "Do you swear you won't leave me?" I whispered. I tried to control the gasping, at least. My ribs were throbbing. He put his hands on either side of my face and brought his face close to mine. His eyes were wide and serious. "I swear.

Books have been thought of as windows to another world of imagination

Worst high five ever." - Diego

But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest.

Hate is a passionate emotion.