Stephenie Meyer

Stephenie Meyer
Stephenie Meyeris an American young-adult fiction writer and film producer, best known for her vampire romance series Twilight. The Twilight novels have gained worldwide recognition and sold over 100 million copies, with translations into 37 different languages. Meyer was the bestselling author of 2008 and 2009 in America, having sold over 29 million books in 2008, and 26.5 million books in 2009. Twilight was the best-selling book of 2008 in US bookstores...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth24 December 1973
CityHartford, CT
CountryUnited States of America
Amazing," Edward muttered. "How can someone so tiny be so annoying?" Alice laughed. "It's a talent.
I coveted you. I had no right to want you--but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look what's become of you! Trying to seduce a vampire.
And, by the way, I adore you.... in frightening, dangerous ways.
Life sucks, and then you die...
For one half second, I wondered what it would feel like to put my hand in the fire. What it would feel like when I burned....
What if I'm not a superhero. What if I'm the bad guy?
You're awfully small to be so hugely irritating.
Here's to responsibility, twice a week.',
You could run from someone you feared, you could try to fight someone you hated. All my reactions were geared toward those kinds of killers – the monsters, the enemies. When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it? If it was someone you truly loved?
You’re not asleep, and you’re not dead. I’m here, and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. When I told you that I didn’t want you, it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.
Age is just a number baby, what are you now? 40?
What is she to me? Except a menace — a danger you’ve chosen to inflict on all of us.
Dream happy dreams. You are the only one who has ever touched my heart. It will always be yours. Sleep,my only love.
After all the thousand times I’ve told you I love you, how could you let one word break your faith in me?...I could see it in your eyes, that you honestly believed that I didn’t want you anymore. The most absurd, ridiculous concept—as if there were any way that I could exist without needing you!