Charlie took my hand and, in a symbol as old as the world, placed it in Edward’s. I touched the cool miracle of his skin, and I was home.

You aren't exactly the best judge of what is or isn't dangerous.

I watched her, waiting. She smiled. Her lips curved up and the edges, and her chocolate eyes warmed. I’d just admitted to stalking her, and she was smiling.

He thinks things through too much.

Spider-Man is such a whiny loser.

Twilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.

Bears," I muttered, adding a new fear to the pile. "That would be just her luck, wouldn't it? Stray bear in town. OF course it would head straight for Bella.