I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.

I wanted his death so savagely that the need for it rang in my ears and clouded my sight and was a flavor on my tongue.

So what are you going to tell her?"
"A little help?" I pleaded. "What does she want to know?"
He shook his head, grinning wickedly. "That's not fair."
"No, you not sharing what you know-now that's not fair.

There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was.

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.

Angry grizzly bears are going to look tame next to what is waiting for you at home." I snapped the phone shut and placed it in her waiting hand. "I'm done.