For some reason, my temper was hardwired to my tear ducts. I usually cried when I was angry, a humiliating tendency.

I watched his fingers clench and unclench, and I wondered if he was dreaming that they were wrapped around my neck.

Is my mom all right?" "She's perfectly fine. don't worry, Bella, I have no quarrel with her. Unless you didn't come alone, of course." Light, amused. "I'm alone." I'd never been more alone in my entire life.

I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow, passing in a blur at times, with single images standing out more clearly than others. And then, at other times, every second was significant, etched in my mind.

A girl can dream." His eyebrows rose. "Is that what you dream about? Being a monster?" "Not exactly," I said, frowning at his word choice. Monster, indeed. "Mostly I dream about being with you forever.

It sounded like you were having Bella for lunch, and we came to see if you would share.

With 'Twilight,' I felt the actors needed to be up-and-coming artists that haven't been recognized yet.