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This Сумерки (серия романов) фото contains портрет, выстрел в голову, близком расстоянии, макро, and крупным планом.

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Remember when Ты joined Fanpop and joined the Twilight Series Spot, and Ты saw [and continue to see] the question, "Which team are Ты on? Edward или Jacob?"

Let's see if Ты can remember this one: "Vampires are so hot! I wanna be a vampire! Wouldn't you?!"

The Вопрос may not have been phrased like this, but something to this nature. And this got me thinking and inspired me to write this article. This Статья is a question, but I don't want a simple yes или no. This is also my first Статья in a long time, so please, bare with me :)

There are a couple ways to analyze this question:
1) If you...
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here is one еще chapter. Please Комментарий and tell me if Ты have some ideas. And of course, thanks for reading.

After near 15 минуты of our trip and my growing tense, I spotted the isle on a horizon. I knew it was too small and dark for Bella to notice it. so I waited for another 5 минуты and called her:
“Bella, look there” I pointed. I hoped that now it was close enough for her to see the dark spot on a horizon. As we moved towards, the silhouette of the isle became еще clear and detailed. at first Bella’s expression was concentrated and after a few moments, it seemed like she understood,...
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*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 24 - AN IMPASSE


My eyes opened to a bright, white light. I was in an unfamiliar room, a white room. The Стена beside me was covered in long vertical blinds; over my head, the glaring lights blinded me. I was propped up on a hard, uneven постель, кровати - a постель, кровати with rails. The pillows were flat and lumpy. There was an annoying beeping sound somewhere close by. I hoped that meant I was still alive. Death shouldn't be this uncomfortable.
My hands were all twisted up with clear tubes, and something was taped across my face, under my nose. I lifted my hand to rip it off....
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