Vikki

“So what are you going to tell her?"
"A little help?" I pleaded. "What does she want to know?"
He shook his head, grinning wickedly. "That's not fair."
"No, you not sharing what you know-now that's not fair.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Twilight

“How old are you?” she asked.
My answer was automatic and ingrained. “Seventeen.”
“And how long have you been seventeen?”
I tried not to smile at the patronizing tone. “A while,” I admitted.
“Okay,” she said, abruptly enthusiastic. She smiled up at me.”
― Stephenie Meyer

“Your scent is like a drug to me like my own personal brand of heroin.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Twilight

“How can I put this so that you'll believe me? You're not asleep, and you're not dead. I'm here, and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. When I told you that I didn't want you, it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.”
― Stephenie Meyer, New Moon