«I could see how easy it would be to fall into loving Bella. It would be exactly like falling: effortless. Not letting myself love her was the opposite of falling -it was pulling myself up a cliff face, hand over hand, the task as grueling as if I had no more than mortal strength.»
«The cold. Grace has spent years watching the wolves in the woods behind her house. One yellow-eyed wolf -her wolf- watches back. He feels deeply familiar to her, but she doesn’t know why. The heat…the shiver.» Libro I en la serie Shiver.