For the record: I did not write this, I upendo Twilight and I upendo Edward. I just found this really, really funny.
I think Stephenie Meyer is an amazing author, and this is not meant to be disrespectful to her in any way.
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Duskiness
Edward leaned toward me, his perfect face inches from mine. His sweet, delicious breath ghosted over my face. His golden eyes glowed with love.
“How do wewe like it?” he whispered, his velvet voice purring in my ear.
I couldn’t respond, so dazzled was I kwa his sparkling skin. He shone like a diamond in the sun, a godlike creature before me.
He smirked at my befuddlement, but then his face darkened and he thundered, “Don’t be difficult, Bella!”
I cringed, but he instantly softened, chuckled his bell-like laugh, and leaned toward me again. His cold, pale fingers brushed my cheek. I stopped breathing.
“Come here,” he said, bounding up in one of those blindingly-fast movements I’d grown accustomed to. “I want to onyesha wewe something.”
He led me to a small creek and sank gracefully into the nyasi at its edge. I tripped over a pebble and landed on my face in the mud. Edward laughed. How could he upendo me? He was so beautiful, gorgeous, and perfect. Like the statue of David come alive. Like Adonis, a god, an angel.
Edward removed his shoes and rolled up the cuffs of his jeans, and I gasped at the sight of his white, smooth ankles. Sunlight reflected off his toenails, each an ivory glint of perfection. I’d never seen Edward’s feet before. I hadn’t realized he could be zaidi beautiful than he was, but there seemed no end to his beauty.
My moyo beat madly in my chest, bounced up into my throat, ricocheted off half a dozen ribs, and finally settled somewhere in the vicinity of my kneecap. I collapsed.
Faster than a speeding bullet, Edward had lifted me in his marble arms and cradled me to his granite chest. “Bella? Bella!” he screamed.
“No!”
The sight of his perfect, glorious face so twisted in anguish sent waves of torture through my body. “Edward!” I gasped.
His cold, unyielding lips pressed to mine, but I dared not songesha for fear of breaking his control, so irresistible did he find the scent of my blood. I could not kubeba knowing I had caused Edward pain kwa forcing him to eat me. My moyo fluttered around my kneecap.
The kiss done, Edward set me on my feet. Without moving, I tripped over a stick and would have fallen in the stream had Edward not caught me in his iron embrace.
“Will wewe answer a question?” I asked.
“Of course, my love, my life, my forever,” Edward said, casually tearing boulders apart with his toes. I watched, spellbound for a moment, before remembering myself.
“I once asked if wewe could turn into a bat, and wewe just laughed.”
Edward smirked. “Because it was a stupid question. We don’t turn into bats.
Why would we want to turn into bats?”
“But can wewe turn into something?”
“Of course.” He stood, stretched, and his shati rose enough for me to catch a glimpse of his sculpted abs above his waistband. I hyperventilated and passed out.
When I awoke, Edward was speaking.
“—for disguise.”
“What?” I asked breathlessly.
“I said, we turn into fruit. It’s great for disguising yourself.” He watched me carefully, to see if this revelation would finally be the one that convinced me he was a monster, that sent me screaming from him.
“Oh.” I said.
“What kind of fruit?”
He looked frustrated, annoyed, euphoric, scared, nervous, grumpy, amused, sleepy, and sad. Like an archangel come down from heaven to bless me with his presence. “An apple.”
“Oh. Can I see?”
Rage colored his features. “No! Why can’t wewe understand? I’m a danger to you! I could kill you! I should leave wewe forever!” He threw himself mbele and wrapped his arms around me.
“I should go – right now! It’s the only way to keep wewe safe!”
Despair settled over me, so thick and heavy I could hardly see.
“No, Edward! Don’t leave me! I know we’ve only been together for three hours, but I want to spend forever with you! Please!”
He pulled back and looked at me, thousands of emotions roiling in his liquid topaz eyes.
“Do wewe mean that, Bella?”
“Yes.”
“Very well.”
His perfect, glorious, heavenly face dipped toward me, and he touched his cold lips to my neck. He growled deep in his throat, a sound that traveled up and down my spine like lightning.
Then came a sharp pain. His grip tightened. I gasped his name. My sight dimmed until all I could see was the sparkle of his skin, calling me to paradise.
Then nothing.
I think Stephenie Meyer is an amazing author, and this is not meant to be disrespectful to her in any way.
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Duskiness
Edward leaned toward me, his perfect face inches from mine. His sweet, delicious breath ghosted over my face. His golden eyes glowed with love.
“How do wewe like it?” he whispered, his velvet voice purring in my ear.
I couldn’t respond, so dazzled was I kwa his sparkling skin. He shone like a diamond in the sun, a godlike creature before me.
He smirked at my befuddlement, but then his face darkened and he thundered, “Don’t be difficult, Bella!”
I cringed, but he instantly softened, chuckled his bell-like laugh, and leaned toward me again. His cold, pale fingers brushed my cheek. I stopped breathing.
“Come here,” he said, bounding up in one of those blindingly-fast movements I’d grown accustomed to. “I want to onyesha wewe something.”
He led me to a small creek and sank gracefully into the nyasi at its edge. I tripped over a pebble and landed on my face in the mud. Edward laughed. How could he upendo me? He was so beautiful, gorgeous, and perfect. Like the statue of David come alive. Like Adonis, a god, an angel.
Edward removed his shoes and rolled up the cuffs of his jeans, and I gasped at the sight of his white, smooth ankles. Sunlight reflected off his toenails, each an ivory glint of perfection. I’d never seen Edward’s feet before. I hadn’t realized he could be zaidi beautiful than he was, but there seemed no end to his beauty.
My moyo beat madly in my chest, bounced up into my throat, ricocheted off half a dozen ribs, and finally settled somewhere in the vicinity of my kneecap. I collapsed.
Faster than a speeding bullet, Edward had lifted me in his marble arms and cradled me to his granite chest. “Bella? Bella!” he screamed.
“No!”
The sight of his perfect, glorious face so twisted in anguish sent waves of torture through my body. “Edward!” I gasped.
His cold, unyielding lips pressed to mine, but I dared not songesha for fear of breaking his control, so irresistible did he find the scent of my blood. I could not kubeba knowing I had caused Edward pain kwa forcing him to eat me. My moyo fluttered around my kneecap.
The kiss done, Edward set me on my feet. Without moving, I tripped over a stick and would have fallen in the stream had Edward not caught me in his iron embrace.
“Will wewe answer a question?” I asked.
“Of course, my love, my life, my forever,” Edward said, casually tearing boulders apart with his toes. I watched, spellbound for a moment, before remembering myself.
“I once asked if wewe could turn into a bat, and wewe just laughed.”
Edward smirked. “Because it was a stupid question. We don’t turn into bats.
Why would we want to turn into bats?”
“But can wewe turn into something?”
“Of course.” He stood, stretched, and his shati rose enough for me to catch a glimpse of his sculpted abs above his waistband. I hyperventilated and passed out.
When I awoke, Edward was speaking.
“—for disguise.”
“What?” I asked breathlessly.
“I said, we turn into fruit. It’s great for disguising yourself.” He watched me carefully, to see if this revelation would finally be the one that convinced me he was a monster, that sent me screaming from him.
“Oh.” I said.
“What kind of fruit?”
He looked frustrated, annoyed, euphoric, scared, nervous, grumpy, amused, sleepy, and sad. Like an archangel come down from heaven to bless me with his presence. “An apple.”
“Oh. Can I see?”
Rage colored his features. “No! Why can’t wewe understand? I’m a danger to you! I could kill you! I should leave wewe forever!” He threw himself mbele and wrapped his arms around me.
“I should go – right now! It’s the only way to keep wewe safe!”
Despair settled over me, so thick and heavy I could hardly see.
“No, Edward! Don’t leave me! I know we’ve only been together for three hours, but I want to spend forever with you! Please!”
He pulled back and looked at me, thousands of emotions roiling in his liquid topaz eyes.
“Do wewe mean that, Bella?”
“Yes.”
“Very well.”
His perfect, glorious, heavenly face dipped toward me, and he touched his cold lips to my neck. He growled deep in his throat, a sound that traveled up and down my spine like lightning.
Then came a sharp pain. His grip tightened. I gasped his name. My sight dimmed until all I could see was the sparkle of his skin, calling me to paradise.
Then nothing.
Since the link I was going to put up isnt working. I'm going to put this as an article.
The juu 10 Sexiest Screen Couples:
1. Ryan gosling & Rachel McAdams (THE NOTEBOOK): 14%
2. Brad Pitt & Angelina Jolie (MR. & MRS. SMITH): 10%
3. Richard Gere & Julia Roberts (PRETTY WOMAN): 9%
4. Patrick Swayze & Jennifer Grey (DIRTY DANCING): 6%
5. Leonardo DiCaprio & Kate Winslet (TITANIC): 5%
6. Patrick Swayze & Demi Moore (GHOST): 4%
7. Robert Pattinson & Kristen Stewart (TWILIGHT): 4%
8. Heath Ledger & Jake Gyllenhaal (BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN): 3%
9. Brad Pitt & Geena Davis (THELMA & LOUISE): 3%
10. Johnny Depp & Juliette Binoche (CHOCOLAT): 2%
Rob and Kristen make it to number 7! I'm happy!!!
The juu 10 Sexiest Screen Couples:
1. Ryan gosling & Rachel McAdams (THE NOTEBOOK): 14%
2. Brad Pitt & Angelina Jolie (MR. & MRS. SMITH): 10%
3. Richard Gere & Julia Roberts (PRETTY WOMAN): 9%
4. Patrick Swayze & Jennifer Grey (DIRTY DANCING): 6%
5. Leonardo DiCaprio & Kate Winslet (TITANIC): 5%
6. Patrick Swayze & Demi Moore (GHOST): 4%
7. Robert Pattinson & Kristen Stewart (TWILIGHT): 4%
8. Heath Ledger & Jake Gyllenhaal (BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN): 3%
9. Brad Pitt & Geena Davis (THELMA & LOUISE): 3%
10. Johnny Depp & Juliette Binoche (CHOCOLAT): 2%
Rob and Kristen make it to number 7! I'm happy!!!
I tried to be differnt, and it worked.
All my life I have always blended into the atmosphere and the people around me. I was nothing special. I was ordinary.
My chance to be different and my chance to be free came with a cost... one I was sure I was willing to take.
"Turn away from the past, and follow me." were the words I recieved.
"Do wewe want to be different?" He asked me, and of course what sliped out of my mouth was a simple,
"Yes." But was I going to follow through with what he had in store for me?
Based on the hit series Twilight comes a new romantic twist...
One Way au Another
created kwa Emma
(emruking)
All my life I have always blended into the atmosphere and the people around me. I was nothing special. I was ordinary.
My chance to be different and my chance to be free came with a cost... one I was sure I was willing to take.
"Turn away from the past, and follow me." were the words I recieved.
"Do wewe want to be different?" He asked me, and of course what sliped out of my mouth was a simple,
"Yes." But was I going to follow through with what he had in store for me?
Based on the hit series Twilight comes a new romantic twist...
One Way au Another
created kwa Emma
(emruking)
Good news about New Moon from director Chris Weitz:
I'm very happy to announce that Taylor Lautner will be playing Jacob Black in New Moon and that he's doing so with the enthusiastic support of Summit Entertainment, the producers, and Stephenie Meyer.
The characters in Stephenie's vitabu go through extraordinary changes of circumstance and also appearance; so it is not surprising that there has been speculation about whether the same actor would portray a character who changes in so many surprising ways throughout the series. But it was my first instinct that Taylor was, is, and should be Jacob, and that the vitabu would be best served kwa the actor who is emotionally right for the part. I think that mashabiki of Twilight the book and the movie will be surprised kwa the Jacob Black that Taylor will bring to the screen in New Moon; and I'm looking mbele to working with him and the rest of the cast in realizing the film.
Very Best
Chris Weitz
I'm very happy to announce that Taylor Lautner will be playing Jacob Black in New Moon and that he's doing so with the enthusiastic support of Summit Entertainment, the producers, and Stephenie Meyer.
The characters in Stephenie's vitabu go through extraordinary changes of circumstance and also appearance; so it is not surprising that there has been speculation about whether the same actor would portray a character who changes in so many surprising ways throughout the series. But it was my first instinct that Taylor was, is, and should be Jacob, and that the vitabu would be best served kwa the actor who is emotionally right for the part. I think that mashabiki of Twilight the book and the movie will be surprised kwa the Jacob Black that Taylor will bring to the screen in New Moon; and I'm looking mbele to working with him and the rest of the cast in realizing the film.
Very Best
Chris Weitz