Jackson Rathbone shirtless stills on the set of "Hurt"

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 11 - COMPLICATIONS


"Good morning." His voice was silky. "How are te today?" His eyes roamed over my face, as if his domanda was something più than simple courtesy.
"Good, thank you." I was always good - much più than good - when I was near him.
His gazed lingered on the circles under my eyes. "You look tired."
"I couldn't sleep," I confessed, automatically swinging my hair around my shoulder to provide some measure of cover.
"Neither could I," he teased as he started the engine. I was becoming used to the quiet purr. I was sure the roar of my truck...

okay, i detto that this bit is long but i've decided to diviso, spalato it up. I'll put this one on and some più tomorrow.
this bit doesnt have a break so im just going to randomly stop. hope te enjoy it.
p.s this story isnt mine all credit goes to steph meyer



The crowds built very quickly but no one ventured down the alleyway I had chosen. It was right successivo to the clock tower and very dark.
The sun rose slowly and I just sat completely still watching it creep down the clock tower.
I spent my remaining time with Bella. The reason of my existence, cruelly taken before her time.
I chose the least painful...

I have been adamant about my dislike for Twilight ever since I finished Leggere the book a few years ago. Originally, I had picked it up finding the cover to be very interesting, but after Leggere it I felt utterly deceived for I found the book to be very dull and lifeless. Today though, I went to see the much anticipated film and found myself secondo guessing why my dislike for the series was so strong. This film has made me decide to reread the novel and give it a secondo chance. So without further ado, I present to te my non-fangirly, serious review of the Twilight film.

Pros

First off, I...