Eight full lives,โ I whispered against his jaw, my voice breaking. โEight full lives and I never found anyone I would stay on a planet for, anyone I would follow when they left. I never found a partner. Why now? Why you? You're not of my species. How can you be my partner?โ โIt's a strange universe,โ he murmured. โIt's not fair,โ I complained, echoing Sunny's words. It wasn't fair. How could I find this, find loveโnow, in this eleventh hourโand have to leave it? Was it fair that my soul and body couldn't reconcile? Was it fair that I had to love Melanie, too?
Stephenie MeyerHeโs playing every bit as hard as I am, only he knows what heโs doing and I donโt. Donโt blame me because heโs a better manipulator than I am โ I havenโt been around long enough to learn all his tricks.
Stephenie MeyerIt is a strange world," I murmered, more to myself than to the native soul. "The strangest," he agreed.
Stephenie MeyerIan didn't come. He just sat here with you--he said he didn't care what you looked like. He wouldn't let anyone else put a finger on your tank at all, not even me or Mel. But Doc let me watch this time. It was way cool, Wanda. I don't know why you wouldn't let me watch before. They wouldn't let me help, though. Ian wouldn't let anyone touch you but him.' Ian squeezed my hand and leaned in to whisper through all the hair. His voice was so low that I was the only one who could hear. 'I held you in my hand, Wanderer. And you were so beautiful.
Stephenie MeyerI 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.
Stephenie MeyerI couldnโt make sense of the mess in my head. Diego was dead, and that was the main thing, the devastating thing. Other than that, the fight was over, my coven had lost and my enemies had won. But my dead coven was full of people who would have loved to watch me burn, and my enemies were speaking to me kindly when they had no reason to.
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