#*twichallenge

Being unwanted isn't exactly a new thing for me.

And your chocolate fur reflects what? How sweet you are?

He has one of the purest, sincerest, kindest minds I’ve ever heard, - Edward murmured when he was out of sight. - You’re lucky to have his thoughts to share.

It had been enough up to this point. It would have to be enough today. I would endure this until help came.

Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.

The meadow was small, perfectly round, and filled with wildflowers — violet, yellow, and soft white. Somewhere nearby, I could hear the bubbling music of a stream.

In the Olympic Peninsula of northwest Washington State, a small town named Forks exists under a near-constant cover of clouds. It rains on this inconsequential town more than any other place in the United States of America.

One of the best things about Charlie ― he doesn't hover.