Twilight
I've discovered the best series, ever.
Seriously.
It's better than Harry Potter.
HP was about the epic battle between good and evil, but Twilight is about the epic story of love.
Stephenie Meyer, author, said that Twilight was about finding true love, New Moon was about losing true love, and Eclipse is about choosing true love.
She's so right.
I discovered these books a few months ago, during my summer reading
frenzy. I couldn't put them down! I sped through Twilight and New Moon in
less than two days. Then I had to wait months for yesterday's release of Eclipse. But it was totally worth it. Now I have to wait a whole year for the release of Breaking Dawn, what is (supposed to be) the last book.
Here are the excerpts from the back of the books (I can't adequately summarize without giving away anything important!):
Twilight:
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 dominant that part might be–that thirsted for my blood.
And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
New Moon:
"Shoot," I muttered when the paper sliced my finger; I pulled it out to examine the damage. A single drop of blood oozed from the tiny cut.
It all happened very quickly then.
Edward threw himself at me, flinging me back across the table...
I tumbled down to the floor by the piano, with my arms thrown out instinctively to catch my fall, into the jagged shards of glass. I felt the searing, stinging pain that ran from my wrist to the crease inside my elbow.
Dazed and disoriented, I looked up from the bright red blood pulsing out of my arm—into the fevered eyes of the six suddenly ravenous vampires.
Eclipse:
In the dead silence,
all the details suddenly fell into place for me
with a burst of intuition.
Something Edward didn't want me to know.
Something that Jacob wouldn't have kept from me.
Something that had the Cullens and the wolves both in the woods,
moving in hazardous proximity to each other...
Something I'd been waiting for anyway.
Something I knew would happen again,
as much as I might wish it never would.
It was never going to end, was it?
