101. Racing down the road like that had been amazing. The feel of the wind in my face, the speed and the freedom… it reminded me of a past life, flying through the thick forest without a road, piggyback while he ran—I stopped thinking right there, letting the memory break off in the sudden agony. (Bella)
102. Charlie seemed to buy my story about falling in Jacob’s garage. After all, it wasn’t like I hadn’t been able to land myself in the ER before with no more help than my own feet. (Bella)
103. As always, Jacob was game for anything I wanted. No matter how strange it was. (Bella)
104. Bears don’t want to eat people. We don’t taste that good. Of course, you might be an exception. I bet you’d taste good. (Jacob)
105. I was like a lost moon—my planet destroyed in some cataclysmic, disaster-movie scenario of desolation—that continued, nevertheless, to circle in a tight little orbit around the empty space left behind, ignoring the laws of gravity. (Bella)
106. So are you going to be my Valentine? Since you didn’t get me a fifty-cent box of candy, it’s the least you can do. (Jacob)
107. I’m in the mood for action. Bring on the blood and guts! (Bella)
108. I’m giving up—I can’t top this one. So you win. You’re oldest. (Bella)
109. I told him you were planning to corrupt my youthful innocence. (Jacob)
110. How was I ever going to fight the blurring lines in our relationship when I enjoyed being with him so much? (Bella)
111. What a marshmallow. You should hold out for someone with a stronger stomach. Someone who laughs at the gore that makes weaker men vomit. (Jacob)
112. As long as you like me the best. And you think I’m good-looking—sort of. I’m prepared to be annoyingly persistent. (Jacob)
113. The pin’s out of the grenade for me, now, eh? (Jacob)
114. Do you honestly expect me to remember where all my scars come from? (Bella)
I15. I waited for the memory to hit—to open the gaping hole. But, as it so often did, Jacob’s presence kept me whole. (Bella)
116. He deserved better than that—better than a one-room, falling-down fixer-upper. No amount of investment on his part could put me back in working order. (Bella)
117. How much I wished that Jacob Black had been born my brother, my flesh-and -blood brother, so that I would have some legitimate claim on him that still left me free of any blame now. (Bella)
118. I’d give Billy a week, I decided, before I got pushy. A week was generous. (Bella)
119. I wasn’t really listening to his warnings; I was much more upset by the situation with Jacob than by the possibility of being eaten by a bear. (Bella)
120. It was ridiculous that I should be so elated because a vampire knew my name. (Bella)
121. I’m surprised they left you behind. Weren’t you sort of a pet of theirs? (Laurent)
122. Was I nor in the worst danger imaginable? The motorcycle was safe as kittens next to this. (Bella)
123. I was beginning to babble. I had to work to shut myself up. (Bella)
124. I’m quite thirsty, and you do smell… simply mouthwatering. (Laurent)
125. His name burst through all the walls I’d built to contain it. Edward, Edward, Edward. I was going to die. It shouldn’t matter if I thought of him now. Edward, I love you. (Bella)
126. Granted, the wolf was monstrous in size, but it was just an animal. What reason would a vampire have for fearing an animal? (Bella)
127. I guessed that, between the two choices before me, being eaten by wolves was almost certainly the worse option. (Bella)
128. At least I’d come here alone, to this fairytale meadow filled with dark monsters. At least Jacob wasn’t going to die, too. At least I wouldn’t have his death on my hands. (Bella)
129. What was with the Quileute boys? Were they feeding them experimental growth hormones? (Bella)
130. Jacob didn’t want to be a part of this… cult. I don’t understand what could change him. I don’t want to be next. (Quil)
131. There was a darkness in Jacob now. Like my sun had imploded. (Bella)
132. More than anything, I wanted to be fierce and deadly, someone no one would dare mess with. Someone who would scare Sam Uley silly. I wanted to be a vampire. (Bella)
133. If you want to blame someone, why don’t you point your finger at those filthy, reeking bloodsuckers that you love so much? (Jacob)
134. I’m not good enough to be your friend anymore, or anything else. I’m not what I was before. I’m not good. (Jacob)
135. I’d thought Jake had been healing the hole in me—or at least plugging it up, keeping it from hurting me so much. I’d been wrong. He’d just been carving out his own hole, so that I was now riddled through like Swiss cheese. I wondered why I didn’t crumble into pieces. (Bella)
136. Sam Uley says Jacob can’t be my friend anymore. (Bella)
137. When did you ever promise to kill yourself falling out of Charlie’s tree? (Bella)
138. A wide grin spread slowly across Jacob’s face; he seemed extremely pleased with himself. It wasn’t the grin that I knew and loved—it was a new grin, one that was a bitter mockery of his old sincerity, on the new face that belonged to Sam. (Bella)
139. For me, this was all essentially voluntary. I protected the Cullens’ secret out of love; unrequited, but true. For Jacob, it didn’t seem to be that way. (Bella)
140. I won’t lose you, Bella. Not for this. (Jacob)
141. What kind of a place was this? Could a world really exist where ancient legends went wandering around the borders of tiny, insignificant towns, facing down mythical monsters? Did this mean every impossible fairy tale was grounded somewhere in absolute truth? Was there anything sane or normal at all, or was everything just magic and ghost stories? (Bella)
142. Wasn’t one myth enough for anyone, enough for a lifetime? (Bella)
143. Jacob, the only human I’d ever been able to relate to…And he wasn’t even human. I fought the urge to scream again.What did this say about me? (Bella)
144. There was no cult. There had never been a cult, never been a gang. No, it was much worse than that. It was a pack. A pack of five mind-blowingly gigantic, multihued werewolves that had stalked right past me in Edward’s meadow… (Bella)
145. You aren’t turning into a tree-hugger on me, are you? (Charlie)
146. Jacob was my best friend, but was he a monster, too? A real one? A bad one? Should I warn him, if he and his friends were… were murderers? If they were out slaughtering innocent hikers in cold blood? If they were truly creatures from a horror movie in every sense, would it be wrong to protect them? (Bella)
147. It was bad enough that my best friend was a werewolf. Did he have to be a monster, too? (Bella)
148. Could you… well, try to not be a… werewolf? (Bella)
149. Well, I’m so sorry that I can’t be the right kind of monster for you, Bella. I guess I’m just not as great as a bloodsucker, am I? (Jacob)
150. You really, honestly don’t mind that I morph into a giant dog? (Jacob)
151. Bella, honey, we only protect people from one thing—our one enemy. It’s the reason we exist—because they do. (Jacob)
152. Vampires don’t count as people. (Jacob)
153. I’m nothing but a human, after all. Nothing special. (Bella)
154. It was just luck that she hadn’t found me yet—just luck and five teenage werewolves. (Bella)
155. I’m sort of used to weird by this point, you know. (Bella)
156. When I… changed, it was the most… horrible, the most terrifying thing I’ve ever been through—worse than anything I could have imagined. (Jacob)
157. Who’s afraid of the big, bad wolf? (Jacob)
158. I’m sure the leech-lover is just dying to help us out! (Paul)
159. Well, the wolf’s out of the bag now. (Embry)
160. I bet she’s tougher than that. She runs with vampires. (Embry)
161. Like you saw just now, hanging out around werewolves has its risks. (Embry)
162. So, you’re the vampire girl. (Emily)
163. Bella is not bait. (Jacob)
164. Hunting vampires is fun. It’s the best part of this whole mess. (Jacob)
165. When I dreamed, I stood in the forest again, but I didn’t wander. I was holding Emily’s scarred hand as we faced into the shadows and waited anxiously for our werewolves to come home. (Bella)
166. Last spring break, I’d been hunted by a vampire, too. I hoped this wasn’t some kind of tradition forming. (Bella)
167. Who wants to be a nightmare, a monster? (Jacob)
168. We’re a pretty messed-up pair, aren’t we? Neither one of us can hold our shape together right. (Jacob)
169. Jake could say what he wanted about us being a messed-up pair—I was the one who was truly messed up. I made the werewolf seem downright normal. (Bella)
170. Look, do you mind saving the stupid stuff for when I’m around? I won’t be able to concentrate if I think you’re jumping off cliffs behind my back. (Jacob)
171. I can’t go back. Treaty or no treaty, that’s my enemy in there. (Jacob)
172. Bye, Bella. I really hope you don’t die. (Jacob)
173. I’d forgotten how hard she was; it was like running headlong into a wall of cement. (Bella)
174. He was a fool to think you could survive alone. I’ve never seen anyone so prone to life-threatening idiocy. (Alice)
175. Your best friend is a werewolf? (Bella)
176. Edward was right—you’re a magnet for danger. Weren’t you supposed to be staying out of trouble? (Alice)
177. Leave it to you, Bella. Anyone else would be better off when the vampires left town. But you have to start hanging out with the first monsters you can find. (Alice)
178. What did you think you were going to find? I mean, besides me dead? Did you expect to find me skipping around and whistling show tunes? You know me better than that. (Bella)
179. It was night of the living dead around here. I still hear her screaming in her sleep… (Charlie)
180. Well, run along now. Go tell Sam that the scary monsters aren’t coming to get you.
(Bella)
181. Yeah, I’ll always be your friend. No matter what you love. (Jacob)
182. Why does everyone keep doing that to me? I don’t smell! (Bella)
183. Sam would be mad if I broke the treaty, and you probably wouldn’t like it too much if I killed your friend. (Jacob)
184. It was easier when we were both human, wasn’t it? (Jacob)
185. The prince was never coming back to kiss me awake from my enchanted sleep. I was not a princess, after all. So what was the fairy-tale protocol for other kisses? The mundane kind that didn’t break any spells? (Bella)
186. We may already be too late. I saw him going to the Volturi… and asking to die. (Alice)
187. If he gives into his more theatrical tendencies… we might have time. (Alice)
188. There’s a very good chance that they will eliminate us all—though in your case it won’t be punishment so much as dinnertime. (Alice)
189. The sense of deja vu was nearly stifling by this point. At least, unlike the last time—when I’d run away from Forks to escape thirsty vampires rather than to find them—I wouldn’t have to say goodbye to Charlie in person. (Bella)
190. You don’t get a lot of suicidal vampires. (Alice)
191. You know what. If we’re too late for Edward, I’m going to do my damnedest to get you back to Charlie, and I don’t want any trouble from you. Do you understand that? (Alice)
192. You are so bizarre, even for a human. (Alice)
193. The image of Edward in the meadow—glowing, shimmering like his skin was made of a million diamond facets—was burned into my memory. No human who saw that would ever forget. (Bella)
194. How strongly are you opposed to grand theft auto? (Alice)
195. Sheesh, Alice. Could you pick a more conspicuous car to steal? (Bella)
196. Try not to trip. We don’t have time for a concussion today. (Alice)
197. I wasn’t going to make it. I was stupid and slow and human, and we were all going to die because of it. (Bella)
198. You smell just exactly the same as always. So maybe this is hell. I don’t care. I’ll take it. (Edward)
199. In summary, she did jump off a cliff, but she wasn’t trying to kill herself. Bella’s all about the extreme sports these days. (Alice)
200. I love a happy ending. They are so rare. (Aro)