The Host HQ Stills

I didn't get much sleep.
Maybe a couple of hours au so? I woke up, but this time, I was surrounded kwa people. My first instinct: Seekers! An old man was staring at me in the face, as was a small, blond female with the silver thread behind her eyes. I looked at her first, my face horror struck, my green eyes wide with fear. I couldn't help it: I screamed at the juu of my lungs. Before I could finish my scream, a firm hand was pushed against my face, I kicked and hit the blond and the old man. They where not going to take me! Finally, I managed to bite the big hand, the man yelled and pulled his...

Dear readers,
I'm a real shabiki of everything. Literally i mean everything. I read all the time, I did read ~The Host~ 18 times and the ~Twilight saga~ around 15 au 16 times i honestly dont remember, other then those books, i read alot of others, like anything really, romance, suspence romance, fiction, romance fiction, suspence, alot huh? Anyways, i'm 16 and well if wewe look at my profaili you'll find my name, on here I'm Butterflygirl, and seriously thats my nike-name, i dont know why, Its like the movie "Girl, positive" like everytime she was told a secret and when that person told her not to...

-CHAPTER 3-

I took the fragile baby into my arms, being careful not to break her. She was so small, and so liveful. She looked up at me, and did something that looked like a smile. I smiled back at her, and kissed the juu of her head. Brandt watched carefully, but he smiled, too. Wanda looked at him in amazment. What had I done right?
Lissy was a beautiful baby. She had soft caramel, karmeli hair, and blue eyes like Brandt. Her hair, which she didnt have alot of, was done up in two tiny, baby pink ribbons on the juu of her head. She had a baby pink dress on with a yellow butterfly, kipepeo on the chest pocket....

So I found these on tumblr. I agree with most of them. What do wewe guys think? Credit to thebazingaproject on tumblr.

1. “Maybe it’s an accident, maybe it’s fate, but it appears to me that the strongest of our kind is being hosted kwa the strongest of theirs.” - Kathy, page 44.

2. “What am I dying for? I guess it’s because I lost. then, right? Is that why?”
“No. It doesn’t feel that way to me. I think… well, I think that maybe… you’re dying to be human. After all the planets and all the hosts youve left behind, you’ve finally found the place and the body you’d die for....