Amazing," Edward Muttered. "how Can Someone So

If We Had Happy Endings, We’d All Be Under Gravestones Now.

Yes, Heaven Forbid I Not Be Protected From Tanks.

Happiness Expanded Like An Explosion Inside Me – So Extreme, So Violent That I Wasn’t Sure I’d Survive It.

You May Have Taken The Planet, But You Will Lose This Game!

I'm Trying To Keep"― He Huffed, Shifting His Weight As The Treetop Bounced Him―"my Promise!" I Blinked My Wet Blurry Eyes, Suddenly Sure That I Was Dreaming. "when Did You Ever Promise To Kill Yourself Falling Out Of Charlie's Tree?