Twilight Set

This is from Stephenie Meyers blog. In it she talks about finishing the rough draft of Breaking Dawn (yay!) and about how many pages it is.

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Happy holidays, everybody! I hope anda are happy, healthy, surrounded sejak loved ones, warm, and done with your shopping. I'd Cinta to run around giving all of anda Porsches this year, but, since I can't, my gift to anda is a peek at the Japanese illustrations from Eclipse, which are in my foto-foto in a brand new folder. Enjoy!

My gift to myself is the best one I could have possibly telah diberi me! December 22nd, at around 1:20 a.m., I finally finished the rough draft...

(Notes: This section is self-gratification at its very worst. I was just having a blast being all pink-ribbons-and-bows girly with the prom thing. Enter at your own risk.)

Extended Prom Remix

"When are anda going to tell me what's going on, Alice?"
"You'll see, be patient," she ordered, grinning deviously.
We were in my truck, but she was driving. Three lebih weeks and I'd be out of the walking cast, and then I was going to very firmly put my good foot down about the chauffeuring business. I liked driving.
It was late May, and somehow the land around Forks was finding ways to be even lebih green...

Breaking News

A PANDEMIC HAS BROKEN OUT
Twilight Fever!

The original virus was appears to have originated from a popular series of buku called “The Twilight Series”. Carriers of the virus have been passing on their Cinta of the buku but on hearing of the forthcoming movie adaptation the strain has reached epic global proportions.

Sufferers can quickly be identified by
·    A glazed look in their eyes
·    An inability to control their hati, tengah-tengah beat
·    A twilight book close at hand
·    Quietly mumbling Petikan to...

chapter one


As I lay sejak the sea, the wind whispering in my ears, a smell of sea salt wafting through my nose. I thought to myself, "Does he truly Cinta me?" I wandered along the shore, the sun peaking out over the horizon. "No one has ever loved me before." I murmured, picking up a shell, intricately designed with its curves and angles. I knew one thing and one thing only, I was deeply in Cinta with Eric. Eric with his mysterious disapearences, broad shoulders, warm, pale skin, and calm brown eyes. No one had ever made me feel this way. Ever since I saw him at the Windsors' party and danced the...