Despite my best efforts I’ve seen you naked before – doesn’t do much for me so no worries.
I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.
When I told you I didn't want you it was the blackest kind of blasphemy
Leave it to you, Bella. Anyone else would be better off when the vampires left town. But you have to start hanging out with the first monsters you can find.
I’d noticed that his eyes were black – coal black.
For a second I was just a kid – a kid who had lived all of his life in the same tiny town. Just a child. Because I knew I would have to live a lot more, suffer a lot more, to ever understand the searing agony in Edward’s eyes.