Ashley and Jackson

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 19 - GOODBYES


Charlie was waiting up for me. All the house lights were on. My mind was blank as I tried to think of a way to make him let me go. This wasn't going to be pleasant.
Edward pulled up slowly, staying well back from my truck. All three of them were acutely alert, ramrod straight in their seats, listening to every sound of the wood, looking through every shadow, catching every scent, searching for something out of place. The engine cut off, and I sat, motionless, as they continued to listen.
"He's not here," Edward berkata tensely. "Let's go."
Emmett...

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Jasper

She gently guided me toward a booth. I barely noticed the stares. For a moment, she looked very lost in thought, but it passed quickly. After she was seated, I slid into the booth. She beamed up at me "Always the gentleman" What did she mean "always"? She acted like we were old friends. Had I known her before? I felt sure I would remember if this malaikat ever crossed my path. She was short and had features. Her hair was black and short. It went in all directions, yet it didn't look messy. It was perfect. I looked into her...

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 17 - THE GAME


"So I hear you're getting my girl to watch baseball." Only in Washington would the fact that it was raining buckets have no bearing at all on the playing of outdoor sports.
"Yes, sir, that's the plan." He didn't look surprised that I'd told my father the truth. He might have been listening, though.
"Well, lebih power to you, I guess."
Charlie laughed, and Edward joined in.
"Okay." I stood up. "Enough humor at my expense. Let's go." I walked back to the hall and pulled on my jacket. They followed.
"Not too late, Bella."
"Don't worry, Charlie,...

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PREFACE,

I no what its like to have your life flase before anda eyes. Knowing everything anda once loved, had and owned, Gone. Seeing, Hearing and feeling everything disappear. The plessure of an embrace oleh a loved one, the deception of realising a new enemey, the immature sounds of kids, that one tingley touch of a finger tip, the silet swaying sound of the rumput and trees, feeling the crushing and snapping of bones in your hands, that sweet sweet sensation of warm fresh...