I belong wherever I want to be.

I was thinking, while I was running..." He paused. "About not hitting the trees, I hope.

I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.

"Happy birthday," he sighed, and leaned down to touch his lips to mine. I reached up on my toes to make the kiss last longer when he pulled away. He smiled my favorite crooked smile, and then he disappeared into the darkness.

Fall down again, Bella?' No, Emmett, I punched a werewolf in the face.

There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was.

Silently, I lifted my doggy bowl off the floor. Then, with a quick, powerful flip of my wrist, I threw it into the back of Blondie’s head so hard that – with an earsplitting bang – it smashed flat before it ricocheted across the room and snapped the round top piece off the thick newel post at the foot of the stairs.