“Our eyes met constantly; mine behind crossed arms raised on bended knees, his across his third glass. The stranger that sings with an accent. Even in the dark, smokey light, even despite all his flaws, he was beautiful.”
Okay, so basically, I think that the way Stephenie Meyer finished Breaking Dawn, the story could be carried on. So this the first few pages of the suivant book in the series, that I wrote last night, Called Crescent light.