I took his hand, and suddely he yanked me―too roughly―right off the bed so that I thudded against his chest. "Just in case," he muttered against my hair, crushing me in a bear hug that about to broke my ribs. "Can't―breathe!" I gasped.

History was easy, but I don't know about the Calculus. It seemed like it was making sense, so that probably means I failed.

You are so bizarre, even for a human." "Thanks.

My name is Jared Howe. I haven't spoken to another human being in more than two years, so I'm sure I must seem...a little crazy to you.

Dream happy dreams. You are the only one who has ever touched my heart. It will always be yours. Sleep,my only love.

Charlie took my hand and, in a symbol as old as the world, placed it in Edward’s. I touched the cool miracle of his skin, and I was home.

Jacob was a gift from the gods.