I made another profile on Pinterest specifically for twilight ~ I made the first 3 boards for Jacob, Bella and Edward ! Other characters will be added soon as well as my Spotify playlist for them, I do already have some playlist made if you guys would want me to share those though :) if you want a specific character for a board or playlist let me know and ill do my best !! <3
“This was not a healthy thing to do. / But I continued to drive slowly down the overgrown lane, twisting through the trees that arched over me like a green, living tunnel. My hands were shaking, so I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.”
“His black hair was chin-length and parted down the middle, one side tucked behind his left ear while the right side swung free. / ‘Hey, Bella. I’m Embry, Embry Call - you probably figured that out, though.’ Embry smiled a shy smile and waved with one hand, which he then shoved in the pocket of his jeans.”
It was still breathtaking. The water was dark gray, even in the sunlight, white-capped and heaving to the gray, rocky shore. Islands rose out of the steel harbor waters with sheer cliff sides, reaching to uneven summits, and crowned with austere, soaring firs. The beach had only a thin border of actual sand at the water’s edge, after which it grew into millions of large, smooth stones that looked uniformly gray from a distance, but close up were every shade a stone could be: terra- cotta, sea green, lavender, blue gray, dull gold. The tide line was strewn with huge driftwood trees, bleached bone white in the salt waves, some piled together against the edge of the forest fringe, some lying solitary, just out of reach of the waves.
“About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him-and I didn’t know how potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.”
I wanted Edward to be the one. It was hard to define, even to myself, why it mattered. It was childish, but I liked the idea that his lips would be the last good thing I would feel. Even more embarrassingly, something I would never say aloud, I wanted his venom to poison my system. It would make me belong to him in a tangible, quantifiable way.
