I just noticed this today. Is that what I think it is?
OH. MY. GOD.
Someone slap me please! I think I’m dreaming!
Archive for August 22nd, 2008
22
Aug
The Books
TWILIGHT
About three things I was absolutely positive:
First, Edward was a vampire.
Second, there was a part of him–and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be–that thirsted for my blood.
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
NEW MOON
I knew we were both in mortal danger. Still, in that instant, I felt well. Whole. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, the blood pulsing hot and fast through my veins again. My lungs filled deep with the sweet scent that came off his skin. It was like there had never been any hole in my chest. I was perfect—not healed, but as if there had never been a wound in the first place.
ECLIPSE
In the dead silence, all the details suddenly fell into place for me with a burst of intuition.
Something Edward didn’t want me to know.
Something that Jacob wouldn’t have kept from me…
It was never going to end, was it?
BREAKING DAWN
“Don’t be afraid,” I murmured.
“We belong together.”
I was abruptly overwhelmed by the truth of my own words.
This moment was so perfect, so right, there was no way to doubt it.
His arms wrapped around me, holding me against him….
It felt like every nerve ending in my body was a live wire.
“Forever,” he agreed.
So by now you all know that the first 12 Chapters of Midnight Sun was leaked around 5pm EST yesterday. I just finished reading all 176 pages of it. And OMG. IT. WAS. AWESOME. There are just no words to describe it. And I’m not saying this because I’m a total Twilighter. But because it’s really good. Even Twilight Fans who didn’t like Breaking Dawn will tell you that Midnight Sun is GOOD. I’ve talked to some friends who hated Breaking Dawn and they liked Midnight Sun.
And if you think the EDWARD QUOTES from Twilight is faint-worthy. OMG. I was literally squealing while I was reading stuff like these:
(SPOILER ALERT! YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ EDWARD QUOTES FROM MIDNIGHT SUN.)
I could see how easy it would be to fall into loving Bella.
It would be exactly like falling: effortless.
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Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to.
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I would always love this fragile human girl, for the rest of my limitless existence.
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"I’ll see you later then," I said, trying for casual again, staring down at the whirling lid. And, by the way, I adore you. . . in a frightening, dangerous way.
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Staring at her mouth made me feel strange. Made me want to move closer to her, which was not a good idea.
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Run, Bella, run. I love you too much, for your good or mine.
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Attraction was an impossible dilemma, because I was already too attracted to Bella in the worst way.
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I can’t describe it, Emmett. She’s the whole world to me. I don’t see the point of the rest of the world without her anymore.
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The only thing in this moment that I wanted more than to commit a highly justifiable murder, was this girl.
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I stared into her eyes, wide under the thick fringe of lashes, and yearned for sleep. Not for oblivion, as I had before, or to escape boredom, but because I wanted to DREAM. Maybe, if I could be unconscious, if I could dream, I could live for a few hours in a world where she and I could be together. She dreamed of me. I wanted to dream of her.
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I was bewildered, elated, horrified–mostly horrified–to realize that all my wildest
imaginings were not so far off the mark. This was why it didn’t matter to her
that I was a monster. It was exactly the reason that the rules no longer mattered to me. Why right and wrong were no longer compelling influences. Why all my priorities had shifted one rung down to make room for this girl at the very top: Bella cared for me, too.
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As long as I was on my way to hell—I might as well enjoy the journey.
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Her existence was excuse enough to justify the creation of the entire world.
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Equally dazzled.
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"Why won’t you leave me alone?"
Believe me, I wanted to say. I’ve tried.
Oh and also I’m wretchedly in love with you.
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I struggled to find words to name the feelings that flooded through me, but I had no words strong enough to hold them. For a long moment, I drowned in them. And when I surfaced, I was not the same man I had been. My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must be, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, right in the middle of my midnight?
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OMG.
The only thing I don’t like about Midnight Sun is that I have to wait until 2009 to be able to read the rest of it. 
I really hope they do a Midnight Release Party for this book, too. Every hour counts!
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