As Long As She Wants Me, I’m

“bella, I've Already Expended A Great Deal Of Personal Effort At This Point To Keep You Alive. I'm Not About To Let You Behind The Wheel Of A Vehicle When You Can't Even Walk Straight. Besides, Friends Don't Let Friends Drive Drunk,” He Quoted With A Chuckle. I Could Smell The Unbearably Sweet Fragrance Coming Off His Chest. “drunk?” I Objected. “you're Intoxicated By My Very Presence.” He Was Grinning That Playful Smirk Again.

How Sad. How Frightening. To Be Filled With So Much Hate That You Could Not Even Rejoice In The Healing Of A Child...how Did Anyone Ever Come To That Point?

Like All Bullies, They’re Cowards Underneath The Swagger

"aren't You Hungry?" He Asked, Distracted. "no." I Didn't Feel Like Mentioning That My Stomach Was Already Full - Of Butterflies.

Becoming A Vampire Is Forever. You Don't Get To Change Your Mind About It Later. For Me, I Think That's One Of The Big Drawbacks With Anything That's Permanent. How Do You Know How You're Going To Feel In Five Years Or 10 Years? Even With A Tattoo.