i like to underline things in books, these are the things that stood out to me
"That's Edythe. She's hot, sure, but don't waste your time."
"She scowled at me, and i stared back, thoughts scattered by how beautiful her anger was."
"'Your an idiot." She told me."
"Under normal circumstances, I would have laughed at applying the word dangerous to someone like her. But she was not normal, and there was no one like her."
"Her slim perfect body."
"But all I wanted was to sit here forever, to listen to her voice"
"I wished I felt normal so that I could appreciate that more--her body touching mine. I knew that under normal circumstances I would be enjoying this."
"Preoccupied by the way she said you and I. I liked it more than I should."
"Special like her?"
"It warms my cold heart to see you learning this quickly. This way."
"The smooth roll of her hips was just as hypnotic as her eyes."
"'Would she extend the same courtesy to you, do you think? No matter who your choice was?"
"Just an excuse to stare at her, my favorite thing to do."
"I tripped. I got some shallow scrapes on my palms, but they didn't bleed much."
"The cullens don't come here."
"How she would look at me from under her thick eyelashes and the gold of her eyes would burn and I would forget everything--my own name, how to breath, everything but her."
"It was one of his favorite bands, but they were a little heavy for my taste."
"And turned up the volume until it hurt my ears."
"Unbuttoned my jeans, yanking them off awkwardly as I tried to stay horizontal."
"The windows were full of crystals, dream catchers, and books on spiritual healing."
"I dove into the volvos dark interior, not even questioning how she'd come to be here, relief and a new panic swamping me at the same time."
"It wasn't exactly a normal thing, holding on to a girl like that. Still. . . I was sad to let go."
"Though her hand was as cold as I expected my hand seemed to burn from the contact."
"Taking advantage of her closed eyes to stare openly."
"Whatever that thing you do is ---with the dimples and the hypnotizing or whatever. That guy could hurt himself trying to get back to the door."
"But no one has ever accused me of hypnotism by dimples before."
"I patted her hands, totally calm. This is something I had already decided. It didn't matter to me what she was. . . something dangerous. But she matters. Where she was, was where I wanted to be."
"If she didn't object, id never move again."
"I ran my thumb along the outside of her hand, tracing from her wrist to the tip of pinkie finger. Her skin was so soft---not that it had any give at all, no, but soft like satan."
"I stroked my thumb slowly up and down her hand."
"I stared into her eyes and it was like she was a magnet again, like she was pulling me toward her and i had no power to resist."
"Her face was so unbearably perfect, it hurt in a strange way to look at it."
"Her lips were as silky smooth as the skin of her hand--"
"I grabbed the scarf id forgotten and tried to yank it off, but it was wrapped to many times around my neck, and I just choked myself."
"The road whipping by too fast, the dim yellow light at the restaurant glinting in her metallic hair, the shape of her lips when she smiled. . . when she frowned. . . jeremy's eyes bugging out of his head, the headlights screaming toward me, the gun pointed at my face while a cold sweat beaded on my forehead."
"I pulled the scarf I was still wearing up over my nose and inhaled her scent."
"The passenger window was down, and she was leaning towards me, trying not to laugh at my I might have a heart attack face."
"And the way it exposed the slender column of her neck was also distracting. I wanted to brush my fingertips down the length of her throat. . . "
"I wanted to close that little distance, to reach out and touch her hand again, to put my arm around her shoulders, but I was afraid that wouldn't be careful enough for her."
"I looked at our hands, still folded so very carefully together. It was the first time id really held her hand, but wrapped up in the wonder of that she was the memory of why she'd offered it to me in the first place."
"I waved my free hand toward her and all her unsettling perfection."
"Her fingers ever so gently squeezed mine."
"My hand lay there empty on the table, numb from the cold."
"But in the dark, somehow. . . it was like an electric current was flowing through her body into mine, like those miniature lighting bolts that jump between live circuits were dancing up and down the small gap between our bodies."
"The feeling that I just had to touch her face also refused to go away."
"Her fingers were icy like always, but the trail they left on my skin was almost like a burn that hadn't turned painful left."
"I'm tired of being a pawn in your game, Taylor. Do you even realize that I have feelings of my own? And all I can do is watch while you use me to make someone else jealous. My eyes darted quickly to Logan, whose mouth was hanging open, and back to Taylor. You don't care if you break my heart in the process. Is it being beautiful that's made you so cruel? Taylor's eyes were wide, her mouth open in a little o. I'm not going to play anymore. this whole prom charade? I'm out. Go with the person you really want to be with. A longer glare this time at Logan.
"I shifted my chair over and slowly leaned to the side until my arm was touching her shoulder. She didn't move away."
"Its twilight, Edythe murmured.
"Charlie was absentmindedly at diner, worried over something at work, I guesses, or maybe a basketball game, or maybe he was just really enjoying his lasagna--- it was hard to tell with charlie."
"I deliberately took unnecessary cold medicine---the kind that knocked me out for a good eight hours."
"I woke early, having slept soundly and dreamlessly thanks to the drug abuse."
"I was imagining what her expression would look like the twentieth time I face-planted."
"Is it the weather? Seasonal affective disorder? Has forks made you so depressed you're actually suicidal?"
"I thought about falling to my knees on purpose. This was the kind of beauty your worshipped. The kind you built temples for and offered sacrifices to. I wished I had something in my empty hands to give to her, but what would a goddess want from a mediocre mortal like me."
"She'd never been less human . . . or more beautiful. I couldn't move, like a bird trapped by the eyes of a snake."
"Don't worry. I'm essentially a selfish creature. Icrave your company to much to do what i should."
"So what you're saying is, I'm your brand of heroin?"
"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb." She murmured. The word was like another electric jolt to my system. I tried to cover my reaction. "What a stupid lamb." She sighed "What a sick, masochistic lion."
"I couldn't think of anything, except that she was touching me."
"Do you feel how warm you've made me?" and it was almost warm, her usually icy skin."
"I did try, but I couldn't get my muscles to unfreeze. My arms and legs stayed locked while my head spun uncomfortably."
"Blood boiled under my skin, burned in my lips."
"Are you still reeling from the run, or was it my kissing expertise?"
"It's too green."
"Automatically, my arms came to wrap around her. To hold her there."
"It felt really natural, but at the same time, I couldn't believe I was so lucky. What had I ever done to deserve this?"
"Moving at human speed, she unfolded her legs and draped then across mine. Then she curled up against my chest the way she seemed to prefer, with her ear against my heart, which was always reacting probably more than was necessary."
"Your whole body is shivering." "I dont think thats from being cold."
"That suits me. Bring on the shackles---I am your prisoner."
"Before I could understand what she was doing, she had climbed onto my lap again and nestled against my chest."
"The glory of first love. It's more than I was expecting."
"That was the first night I came here, I wrestled all night, watching you sleep, with the chasm between what I knew was right, moral, ethical, honorable, and what I wanted."
"Right." I laughed. "Like I chould sleep with you here." "You do it all the time." She reminded me. "Not with you here." I disagreed, tightening my arm around her. "You have a point. So if you don't want to sleep, what do you want to do, then?" "Honestly? A lot of thing. None of them careful."
"A feeling of euphoria, of pure bliss, filled up my chest until I thought I might explode."
"So I'm just an ordinary human guy, and your the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, and I'm just . . . overwhelmed by you, and part of that, naturally, is that im insanely attracted to you, which I'm sure you can't help but have noticed, what with your being, like super aware of my circulatory system, but what I don't know is, if its like that for you. Or is it like sleeping and eating, which you don't need to do----though I don't want them nearly as much as i want you?"
"I'm very fond of your arms."
"I'm not entirely sure. It all took me quite by surprise when I realized that not only did I find you delicious, but also beautiful."
"Then you should sleep." "I'm not sure if I can." "Do you want me to leave?" "NO!" i said that too loudly."
"She waited for me, and there was no surprise in her face when I sank to my knees in front of her."
"It was different hearing the words." I stared into her eyes. "I love you." I said."
"I didn't feel the landing, but suddenly I was on the black couch and Edythe was on top of me, her knees tight against my hips, her hands planed on either side of my head so I couldn't move, and her bared teeth just inches from my face."
"Wow." I breathed "You were saying?" She asked. "Um, that you are a very, very terrifying monster" She grinned "Much better." "And that I am so completely in love with you."
"This wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I felt a strange sense of pride, being able to claim her this way. Kind of neanderthal of me, but there it was. "Yeah, she's my girlfriend."
"I'm going to puke in front of your family."
"In my hurry to get off her, I lost my balance. She turned just in time to watch as I--- arms windmilling wildly---fell hard on my butt."
"Now be a good boy." She said as she stretched up on her tiptoes. I held very still while she brushed her soft lips against mine."
"Then it was over. She pushed my shoulders back. Her eyes went blank, dead, just before she turned away from me
"Despair was like a noose pulling tight around my neck."
"I'm always good when i'm with you."
"That was the one important thing I wanted to say---just, I love you. I always will. I knew that from pretty early in. So, with that being how things are, I think we can work the rest out."
"I only wanted to hold her like this and I would need nothing else for the next hundred years."
"The first car was the hearse. Right behind it was the familiar cruiser. My mom in the passenger seat, Phil was in the back. I recognized almost everyone in the cars that followed."
"The hearse was overkill. There hadn't been enough of a body that they'd found inside the burned-out shell of my truck to need a casket."
"Charlie and my mom were both pallbearers. Even from this distance, I could see that Charlie looked twenty years older and my mom moved like she was sleepwalking. If she hadn't had the casket to hold on to, i'm not sure she would have been able to walk in a straight line across the cemetery lawn. I recognized the black dress she was wearing---she'd bought it for a formal party then decided it aged her; shed ended up going to the party in red. Charlie worse a suit i'd never seen before. I would guess it was old rather than new---it didn't look like it would button, and his tie was a little to wide."
"Is that a proposal? I thought for half a second. "Sure. Sure it is will you?" She threw her arms around me. "Of course I will. Whenever you want." "Wow." I said again, I hugged her back, and kissed the top of her head."
"I took her face in my hands and kissed her while the branch swayed back and forth under us. I never would have imagined a life like this. There was a heavy price to pay, but one I would have chosen to pay even if i'd had all the time in the world to consider."
"Be careful," She warned me. "We have visitors."
"I wasn't prepared to see three horse-sized wolves."
"Bonnie's sent was like fire as it rushed down my throat, but it was more than just pain. It was a thousand times more appealing than any of the animals i'd hunted, not even in the same class. It was like someone waving a perfectly cooked filet mignon in front after id been living on stale crackers for a year. But more than that. I'd never tried drugs, but I thought Edythe's heroin comparison might be a closer version."
"I pulled her tight against me "I can handle anything as long as you're with me." She wrapped her arms around my neck. "Then here I will stay." "Forever." I said. "Forever." She agreed. I leaned down until my lips found hers. Forever was going to be amazing."
Beau: 225
Edythe: 980
Julie: 88