More Than My Own Life

I Took His Hand, And Suddely He Yanked Me―too Roughly―right Off The Bed So That I Thudded Against His Chest. "just In Case," He Muttered Against My Hair, Crushing Me In A Bear Hug That About To Broke My Ribs. "can't―breathe!" I Gasped.

I Know Love And Lust Don't Always Keep The Same Company.

It Took Less Than Half A Second For Me To Realize That, As Long As I Was Truly Insane Now, I Might As Well Enjoy The Delusions While They Were Pleasant.

Fall Down Again, Bella?' No, Emmett, I Punched A Werewolf In The Face.

I'd Been Broken Beyond Repair.