Kryptonite Doesn’t Bother Me, Either.

Hey, Do You Know What You Call A Blond With A Brain?" I Asked, And The Continued On The Same Breath, "a Golden Retriever." I've Heard That One, Too," She Said, No Longer Smiling. I'll Keep Trying." I Promised.

Nature Taking Its Course - Hunter And Prey, The Endless Circle Of Life And Death.

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.

I Know The Exact Date That I Began Writing Twilight, Because It Was Also The First Day Of Swim Lessons For My Kids. So I Can Say With Certainty That It All Started On June 2, 2003.

I Came To Witness. I Stay To Fight.