It is a strange world," I murmered, more to myself than to the native soul. "The strangest," he agreed.

Jacob was hardly in need of any physical protection I could offer. But my arms, pinned beneath Edward's, yearned to reach out to him. To wrap around his big, warm, waist in a silent promise of acceptance and comfort. Edward's shielding arms had become restraints.

I don't want to be a vampire. A lot of other people do and I think it's that dual nature - we have, you know, terrifying/intriguing.

love gave someone the power to break you. I'd been broken beyond repair.

No measure of time with you will be long enough, but we'll start with forever.

Humans were always surprising me.

As long as she wants me, I’m here.