I Just Know I'm Too Much Of

He Was A Different Edward Than The One I Had Known. And I Felt All The More Besotted By Him. It Would Cause Me Physical Pain To Be Separated From Him Now.

True Love Was Forever Lost. The Prince Was Never Coming Back To Kiss Me Awake From My Enchanted Sleep. I Was Not A Princess, After All. So What Was The Fairy-tale Protocol For Other Kisses? The Mundane Kind That Didn't Break Any Spells? Maybe It Would Be Easy - Like Holding His Hand Or Having His Arms Around Me. Maybe It Would Feel Nice. Maybe It Wouldn't Fell Like A Betrayal. Besides, Who Was I Betraying, Anyway? Just Myself.

"and You're Worried, Not Because You're Headed To Meet A Houseful Of Vampires, But Because You Think Those Vampires Won't Approve Of You, Correct?” “that's Right,” I Answered Immediately, Hiding My Surprise At His Casual Use Of The Word. He Shook His Head. “you're Incredible."

He Was Silent For A Moment, Staring Out The Window Into The Rain; I Imagined He Was Contemplating The Fact That His Family's Presence Was Turning The Locals Into Giant Dogs.

This Place Was Truly The Highest And The Lowest Of All Worlds - The Most Beautiful Senses, The Most Exquisite Emotions.. The Most Malevolent Desires, The Darkest Deeds. Perhaps It Was Meant To Be So. Perhaps Without The Lows, The Highs Could Not Be Reached.