Stephenie Meyer

“He smiled halfheartedly. Then he frowned. "But isn't it more dangerous than that? In all the stories, they say that it's too hard. . . they lose control. . . people die. . ”

“No, Jacob," I whimpered, fighting against the budding tears. "No, never.""You're not crying?" he demanded, his voice suddenly back to it's normal tone. He twitched impatiently in the bed.”

“Jacob stared for another minute, and then he suddenly frowned. "Well, damn!" he growled.”

“Yeah- in between insulting someone's mother and taking the Lord's name in vain, he said, 'Bet you're glad she loves Cullen instead of me today, huh, Charlie?”

“I don't think you need to worry about Jake too much. Anyone who can cuss with that kind of energy is going to recover.""Jake was awake when you saw him?" I asked, spinning to look at him."Oh, yeah he was awake. You should have heard him-actually, it's better you didn't. I don't think there was anyone in La Push who couldn't hear him. I don't know where he picked up that vocabulary, but I hope he hasn't been using that kind of language around you.”

“Each minute, not knowing if Jacob was breathing or not, had seemed like ten lifetimes.”

“Edward stretched out his arm, his hand curled into a fist. Seth grinned, revealing the long row of dagger teeth, and bumped his nose against Edward's hand."Nice teamwork," Edward murmured.”

“And then the fiery tangle of hair was no longer connected to the rest of her body. The shivering orange waves fell to the ground, and bounced once before rolling toward the trees.”

“Is he really so much like the monster James tracked across Siberia?"Her eyes popped wide open, and then began flickering wildly from Edward to Seth to me, around and around."Not the same?" she snarled in her little girl's soprano. "Impossible!”

“She doesn't love you, Riley." Edward's soft voice was compelling, almost hypnotic. "She never has. She loved someone named James, and you're no more than a tool to her.”

“She was so close to what she wanted - the focus of her whole existence for more then a year now was just so close.My death.”

“And now I don't have an excuse to break his face. I would have really enjoyed that, too.”

“Between Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Between the Jacob I like and the one who annoys the hell out of me.”

“I thought Bella was never going to shut up.”

“I really couldn't care less about that part. Can't you guess which character Bella would identify with?"It took Jacob a minute. "Oh, Ugh. The third wife. Ok I see your point.”

“Please!" Edward hissed. "Do you mind?""What?" Jacob whispered back, his tone surprised."Do you think you could at least attempt to control you thoughts?" Edward's low whisper was furious."No one said you had to listen," Jacob muttered, defiant, yet still embarrassed. "Get out of my head.”

“Try to relax," he suggested as another shiver rippled through me violently. "You'll be warm in a minute. Of course, you'd warm up faster if you took your clothes off."Edward growled sharply."That's just a simple fact," Jacob defended himself. "Survival 101.”

“Better than anything you've come up with," Jacob answered, his human voice startling me. "Go fetch a space heater," he grumbled. "I'm not a St. Bernard.”

“Sometimes I think you like me better as a wolf.""Sometimes I do. It probably has something to do with the way you CAN'T TALK.”

“I can´t live in a world where you don´t exist”

“But I don't count that as a kiss, Jacob. I think of it more as an assault.""Ouch! That's cold.”

“Yeah," he agreed. "A bunch of vampires trying to kill you. The usual.”

“Well, even if she does get her way, we can keep it small. Just us. Emmett can get a clerical license off the Internet."I giggled. " That does sound better." It wouldn't feel very official if Emmett read the vows, which was a plus. But I'd have a hard time keeping a straight face.”

“You won't have to do anything but walk a few yards and repeat after the minister.""Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!”

“It's going to snow on the mountains," she warned him."Ew, snow," I muttered to myself. It was June, for crying out loud."Wear a jacket.”

“I sighed. "Show me the damn ring, Edward."He shook his head. "No."I studied his expression for a long minute."Please?" I asked quietly, experimenting with my newly discovered weapon. I touched his face lightly with the tips of my fingers. "Please can I see it?"His eyes narrowed. "You are the most dangerous creature I have ever met," he muttered. But he got up and moved with unconscious grace to kneel next to the small bedside table.”

“It is. If it's too late for me . . . Well, I'll be damned - no pun intended - if I'll let them keep you out, too.”

“We've had this conversation before, but humor me. How many people in this room have a soul? A shot at heaven, or whatever there is after this life.”

“I'm the only one who has permission to hold you hostage, remember?”

“If my dad has to commit murder to get him there, he'll do it.”

“Edward was always focused, watching and also listening to what others couldn't see.”

“Jasper chuckled, shaking his head. " You truly are one frightening little monster.”

“Beside me, Edward leaned foward intently, his eyes locked on the brawl. Then Emmett froze.Jasper had him from behind, his teeth and inch from his throat.Emmett cussed.”

“The werewolves are on their was, so she can't see anything that will happen now. It makes her uncomfortable to be blind.”

“Look at it his way- I'm hoping I can track down a vampire I'm actually allowed to kill, okay?”

“All hell broke loose- and I mean that more literally that you can possibly imagine.”

“Before I tell you my story," Jasper said. "you must understand that there are places in our world, Bella, where the life span of the never-aging is measured in weeks, and not centuries.”

“If there were any way for me to become human for you - no matter what the price was, I would pay it."I sat very still absorbing this. Edward thought he was being selfish.”

“He put his cold hands on either side of my face and fixed his golden eyes on mine."Would you please tell me what you're thinking? Before I go mad?”

“In practice. . .being human was all I knew. The future beyond that was a big, dark abyss that I couldn't know until I leaped into it.”

“Don't be a baby about this. No tantrums.”

“The three words that had caught my eye were "drank his blood.”

“Across the dying fire, Seth Clearwater - his eyes wide with adulation for the fraternity of tribal protectors- nodded his agreement.”

“And then the third wife did something that the Cold Woman did not expect. She fell to her knees at the blood drinker's feet and plunged the knife into her own heart.”

“Never before had I recognized the ring of majesty that was in Billy Black's voice, though I realized now that this authority had always been there.”

“Be honest, how hideous do I look?"He took another step back and pursed his lips."That bad, huh?" I muttered.No, no Bella. Actually. . ." He seemed to be struggling for the right word. "You look. . .sexy."I laughed out loud. "Right."Very sexy, really.”

“And Jacob's right-about one thing, anyway-a pack of werewolves ought to be enough to protect even you for one evening.”

“Altogether out of control. This can't be the work of just one newborn vampire. What's going on? It's as if they've never heard of the Volturi. Which is possible. No one has explained the rules to them . . . so who is creating them, then.”

“Is he your warden now too? You know I saw this story on the news last week about controlling, abusive teenage relationships and-"Okay!" I cut him off, and then shoved his arm. "Time for the werewolf to get out!”

“Don't worry?! You sliced your hand open!”