No mistakes, I'd promised myself that i would make no mistakes, no matter how minimal they seemed. if i held her hand, i would only want more - another insignificant touch, another move closer to her. i could feel that. a new kind of desire was growing in me, working to override my self-control. no mistakes.
Stephenie MeyerLove is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.
Stephenie MeyerWhat is she to me? Except a menace — a danger you’ve chosen to inflict on all of us.
Stephenie MeyerCarlisle has a theory...he believes that we all bring something of our strongest human traits with us into the next life, where they are intensified - like our minds, and our senses.
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