I feel like reading really defined me as a writer because I lived my life outside of my own body for so much of my life and I loved it. I've always been a reader. I think living all those stories served me to naturally take that next step to creating.

So what you're saying is, I'm your brand of heroin?" I teased, trying to lighten the mood. He smiled swiftly, seeming to appreciate my effort. "Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.

That was the first night I dreamed of Eward Cullen.

He never leaves, does he?

Cerulean left. I wondered if she was from Flower Planet. Blue flowers were rare - one might take a name from that.

The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now reared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under. I did not resurface.

Go jump off a cliff, Leah.