I can hear them on the floor below. They will find me in miuntes, or seconds. I scrawl the words on a dirty shred of newsprint. They are nearly illegible, but if he finds them, he will understand: 'Not fast enough. Love you love Jamie. Don't go home' Not only do I break their hearts, I steal their refuge, too. I picture our little canyon abandoned, as it must be forever now. Or if not abandoned, a tomb.

I grew up in a community where it was not the exception to be a good girl. It was sort of expected. And all of my friends were good girls too, and my boyfriends were good boys. Everybody was pretty nice. And that affects how I write my characters. There aren't very many bad guys in my novels.

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

Momma, you're special," Renesmee told me without any surprise, like she was commenting on the color of my clothes.

Go jump off a cliff, Leah.

You live a thousand lives when you read a thousand books.

Her name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.