I glanced, wide eyed, from Edward's grimace to Jacob's sneer.
If we had happy endings, we’d all be under gravestones now.
So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I've never seen him act like that.
Jacob was hardly in need of any physical protection I could offer. But my arms, pinned beneath Edward's, yearned to reach out to him. To wrap around his big, warm, waist in a silent promise of acceptance and comfort. Edward's shielding arms had become restraints.
Edward's only human Bella. He's going to react like any other boy.
He sparked on his body that reflect like mini mirrors of diamond