My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?
Love doesn't always come in convenient packages.
I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.
There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was.
I struggled to find the words to name the feelings that flooded through me, but I had no words strong enough to hold them. For a long moment, I drowned in them. When I surfaced, I was not the same man I had been. My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?
I almost took the door off the car
The sun rises at midnight.
I watched her, waiting. She smiled. Her lips curved up and the edges, and her chocolate eyes warmed. I’d just admitted to stalking her, and she was smiling.
Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker
What do I miss about the UK? Sadly, almost nothing. Maybe the midnight sun, in June in the north. That's all.
A hundred yards away, Mike Newton was lowering Bella's limp body to the sidewalk. She slumped unresponsively against the wet concrete, her skin chalky as a corpse. I almost took the door off the car.
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