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f6ef009
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My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?
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midnight-sun
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stephenie meyer |
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be9bf89
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A hundred yards away, Mike Newton was lowering Bella's limp body to the sidewalk. She slumped unresponsively against the wet concrete, her skin chalky as a corpse. I almost took the door off the car.
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overreaction
mike
edward-cullen
midnight-sun
car
twilight
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Stephenie Meyer |
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c993486
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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.
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midnight-sun
twilight
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Stephenie Meyer |
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c9ced7b
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Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker
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stephenie-meyer
edward
midnight-sun
stalker
twilight
vampire
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Stephenie Meyer |
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62cc229
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Bite me.
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midnight-sun
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Stephenie Meyer |
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8cf70c3
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"How old are you?" she asked. My answer was automatic and ingrained. "Seventeen." "And how long have you been seventeen?"
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stephenie-meyer
midnight-sun
twilight
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Stephenie Meyer |
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8d91706
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I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I'd smelled in eighty years.
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romance
edward-cullen-quote
edward-cullen
twilight-saga
midnight-sun
twilight
vampire
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Stephenie Meyer |
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d7e1bbb
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There was no reason for Bella Swan to cross paths with me. She would be avoided like the plague she was.
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love-story
love
edward-cullen
twilight-saga
midnight-sun
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Stephenie Meyer |
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e6a1c0b
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"She's just a little faint," I reassured Mrs. Hammond. "They're blood typing in biology."
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stephenie-meyer
midnight-sun
twilight
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Stephenie Meyer |
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b2461d1
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"I think you're talking shit. You think we don't all feel like that? Like we're crazy, like we're not a real person, like we don't exist? Everyone feels that way sometimes. I can remember talking to you when you lost your bag. So what? You can't remember and that's not a bad thing. It doesn't make me better than you. I'm a stranger to you, but here's what I see: I see a girl who has suffered a terrible damage to her brain. Someone who, it seems, is shut away by her parents to keep her safe. But inside there is a vibrant person, a traveler, and her memory of this boy Drake has propelled her into action. I think, Flora, that you came here not to find Drake but to find yourself. It wasn't Drake--he's an unlikely romantic hero, really--it was you. Didn't you come here, perhaps, because you heard him talking about the place he was going to, and it called to you?" I don't know what to say. I don't say anything. " Our come from Oslo, and Svalbard called me, even though I'm not really the rugged adventurous type. Like you, I had to come. Some of us are meant to be here. We need this place...We need to be small specks in wild nature, by the pole. The midnight sun. The midday darkness. The northern lights. It called to you, Flora, and you answered. You overcame everything, and you came here, alone. You are the bravest person I've ever met."
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midnight-sun
northern-lights
svalbard
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Emily Barr |