I was an empty shell. Like a vacant house―condemned―for months I'd been utterly uninhabitable. Now I was a little improved. The front room was in better repair. But that was all―just the one small piece. He deserved better than that―better than a one-room, falling-down fixer-upper. No amount of investment on his part could put me back in working order.

The absence of him is everywhere I look.

It's pretty obvious, isn't it? I'm joining your crappy little renegade pack. The vampires' guard dogs.

"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.

Bring on the shackles - I'm your prisoner

It sounded like you were having Bella for lunch, and we came to see if you would share.

I may not be a human, but I am a man.