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
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!
I know - I'll play you for it," Alice suggested. "Rock, paper, scissors." Jasper chuckled and Edward sighed. "Why don't you just tell me who wins?" Edward said wryly. Alice beamed. "I do. Excellent.
Do you remember when you told me I couldn't see myself clearly? You obviously have the same blindness
They call her my singer—because her blood sings for me.
I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore
Hey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom of a pool.
Why am I covered in feathers
That’s Edward. He’s gorgeous, of course, but don’t waste your time. He doesn’t date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him.
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 potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
Fall down again, Bella?' No, Emmett, I punched a werewolf in the face.
I said it would be better if we weren’t friends, not that I didn’t want to be.
So eager for eternal damnation.
Twilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.