In the eighteenth chapter of Breaking Dawn, there are no words to describe what happens. Intrigued? Then it's time for Mark to read Breaking Dawn.
CHAPTER 18: THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR THIS.
Entertainment Weekly, July 5, 2008:
- ''I just know I'm too much of a wuss for Stephen King's books,'' admits Stephenie Meyer, sweet-voiced author of Eclipse, the third book in her hugely successful ''vampire love saga'' for young adults. ''I'm waaay too chicken to read horror.''
Entertainment Weekly, July 5, 2008:
- "I've seen little pieces of Interview with a Vampire when it was on TV, but I kind of always go YUCK! I don't watch R-rated movies, so that really cuts down on a lot of the horror. And I think I've seen a couple of pieces of The Lost Boys, which my husband liked, and he wanted me to watch it once, but I was like, It's creepy!"
UK Times Online, May 13, 2008:
- These are vampire novels with little blood shed and a strong moral message, written by a woman with a robust Mormon faith who does not like horror books (she hasn't even read Dracula) and has never seen an R-rated film on principle.
UK Times Online, May 13, 2008:
- The film of Twilight, the first book in her vampire series, will star Robert Pattinson, who was Cedric Diggory in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and Kristen Stewart, whose films include Panic Room and Into the Wild. It will not be a gore-fest. “I put in a clause in the contract that the movie had to be PG-13 so I could go see it,” says Meyer.
There are no words for this.
- Bella's body, streaming with red, started to twitch, jerking around in Rosalie's arms like she was being electrocuted. All the while, her face was blank--unconscious. It was the wild thrashing from inside the center of her body that moved her. As she convulsed, sharp snaps and cracks kept time with the spasms.
- How many times had I imagined her naked? Now I couldn't look. I was afraid to have these memories in my head.
- I saw the red spots pop out when her scream broke the blood vessels in her eyes.
- "NO! NOW--!" Another gush of blood choked off what she was shrieking.
- Deep red was seeping beneath the skin over the huge, shuddering bulge of her stomach. Rosalie's hand came up with a scalpel.
- Her hand came down on Bella's stomach, and vivid red spouted out from where she pierced the skin. It was like a bucket being turned over, a faucet twisted to full. Bella jerked, but didn't scream. She was still choking.
what what what
- And then Rosalie lost her focus. I saw the expression on her face shift, saw her lips pull back from her teeth and her black eyes glint with thirst.
- I used my grip on Rosalie's face to swing her body out so that I could land a solid kick in her gut; it was like kicking concrete. She flew into the door frame, buckling one side of it. The little speaker in her ear crackled into pieces. Then Alice was there, yanking her by the throat to get her into the hall.
- And I had to give it to Blondie--she didn't put up an ounce of fight. She wanted us to win. She let me trash her like that, to save Bella. Well, to save the thing.
Another shattering crack inside her body, the loudest yet, so loud that we both froze in shock waiting for her answering shriek. Nothing. Her legs, which had been curled up in agony, now went limp, sprawling out in an unnatural way.
"Her spine," he choked in horror.
- The next sound jolted through me, unexpected, terrifying. Like metal being shredded apart. The sound brought back the fight in the clearing so many months ago, the tearing sound of the newborns being ripped apart. I glanced over to see Edward's face pressed against the bulge. Vampire teeth--a surefire way to cut through vampire skin.
By the time I looked, it was too late. Edward had snatched the warm, bloody thing out of her limp arms. My eyes flickered across her skin. It was red with blood--the blood that had flowed from her mouth, the blood smeared all over the creature, and fresh blood welling out of a tiny double-crescent bite mark just over her left breast.
"No, Renesmee," Edward murmured, like he was teaching the monster manners.
I looked up from Bella's white eyes, still pumping her heart for her. Edward had a syringe in his hand--all silver, like it was made from steel.
His stone hand knocked mine out of the way. There was a tiny crunch as his blow broke my little finger. In the same second, he shoved the needle straight into her heart.
"My venom," he answered as he pushed the plunger down.
holy god what
- It was like he was kissing her, brushing his lips at her throat, at her wrists, into the crease at the inside of her arm. But I could hear the lush tearing of her skin as his teeth bit through, again and again, forcing venom into her system at as many points as possible. I saw his pale tongue sweep along the bleeding gashes, but before this could make me either sick or angry, I realized what he was doing. Where his tongue washed the venom over her skin, it sealed shut. Holding the poison and the blood inside her body.
oh my god what what what what
- Turning away, leaving him with his dead, I walked slowly to the door.
what is that i don't even
- Sam had been right. The thing was an aberration--its existence went against nature. A black, soulless demon. Something that had no right to be. Something that had to be destroyed.
- But I didn't care. She didn't care what she had done to me--letting herself be slaughtered like an animal. Why should I take her feelings into account?
- I wondered if the creature could be put back together. I doubted it. It was part Bella, too--so it must have inherited some of her vulnerability.
Everything inside me came undone as I stared at the tiny porcelain face of the half-vampire, half-human baby. All the lines that held me to my life were sliced apart in swift cuts, like clipping the strings to a bunch of balloons. Everything that made me who I was--my love for the dead girl upstairs, my love for my father, my loyalty to my new pack, the love for my other brothers, my hatred for my enemies, my home, my name, my self--disconnected from me in that second--snip, snip, snip--and floated up into space.
I was not left drifiting. A new string held me where I was.
Not one string, but a million. Not strings, but steel cables. A million steel cables all tying me to one thing--to the very center of the universe.
I could see that now--how the universe swirled around this one poin. I'd never seen the symmetry of the universe before, but now it was plain.
The gravity of the earth no longer tied me to the place where I stood.
It was the baby girl in the blond vampire's arms that held me here now.
WHAT THE EVERLIVING FUCK JUST HAPPENED
There are no words for this. There are no words for this.