Two Voices Struggled Inside Me. One That

That Actually Is One Of My Huge Challenges Right Now Because I Write Best At Night, No Question. I Can Focus. You Know You're Not Getting Any Phone Calls, I Can Shut Everything Down, And I'm Just More Creative At Night.

Jacob's Little Smirk Became A Full-blown Grin, And I Knew He Was Picturing Charlie Showing Up To Arrest Him. This Grin Was Too Bitter, Too Full Of Mocking To Satisfy Me. This Wasn't The Smile I'd Been Waiting To See.

But On A Clear, Sunny Day? How Would She Know To Flee When She Couldn't See Any Place For Danger To Hide?

There Was A Different Ending To New Moon Originally. It Was A Much Quieter Book. It Was Very Much All In Bellas Head.

Happiness Expanded Like An Explosion Inside Me – So Extreme, So Violent That I Wasn’t Sure I’d Survive It.