Rob Pattinson in a Plain Black T-Shirt!

CHAPTER I – l’amour Story

“Uhm…Mom?” I started hesitantly as my mother turned off my bedroom lights – on her way out of my room.

“Yes sweetie?” She crossed the length of the door to my lit in a tiny fraction of a millisecond. She turned on the bedside lamp as she gracefully sat on the side of my bed. The pale yellow light of the lamp made my mother’s face hauntingly beautiful.

“Mom, I’m wondering if toi would tell me my favori story again?”

My mom raised her perfectly shaped eyebrows. Humor twinkling in her lovely golden eyes.

“Haven’t toi had enough of THAT story yet?”...

I was raised not to fear anything. I was told to face it, taste it, welcome it.

I haven’t faced real fear before.

Not fear for this huge ball of fourrure whose trying to smash my brain out. Not fear for my life. But fear that this glorious angel, who is standing a foot away – wait, I think I just saw her up the Redwood – wait she couldn’t be up that tree, how could she? Unless my brain’s already smashed inside my skull.

Where was I?

Incoherency. Damaged brain, no doubt.

Again, I fear that this glorious angel, nearer to our fight now, would be hurt, harmed in any way.

“Stand back!” I yelled...

I have to say, it took me awhile to get past my first impression of Twilight. Actually, I had never even heard of the livres until I saw people gushing about them on Fanpop. I scoffed at the Fanpoppers comparing them to Harry Potter, never questioning my belief that nothing could come close to the level of awesomeness that is the HP series.

The Twilight saga came up plus and plus often as the release rendez-vous amoureux, date for Breaking Dawn drew closer, and despite my first impression, I started getting curious. Dismissing a book offhand is not something I do lightly, especially when so many people seem to love...