If There Was A Jane Austen Camp,

I Shuddered At The Image In My Head, At The Word Feed. But Jasper Wasn’t Worried About Frightening Me, Not Overprotective Like Edward Always Was.

Say What You Want, I Still Think Dracula One And Dracula Two Are Creep-tacular.

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?

No Mistakes, I'd Promised Myself That I Would Make No Mistakes, No Matter How Minimal They Seemed. If I Held Her Hand, I Would Only Want More - Another Insignificant Touch, Another Move Closer To Her. I Could Feel That. A New Kind Of Desire Was Growing In Me, Working To Override My Self-control. No Mistakes.

Love Gave Someone The Power To Break You. I'd Been Broken Beyond Repair.