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QUOTES FROM EDWARD’S TWILIGHT
“What is she doing? Sniffing her hair? Curses, swearwords, and unholy vexations! She smells it, that putrescent rotting aroma of the dead known in the world of perfumery as the vampire bouquet.”
“The sweet fragrance of her blood excited my most base instincts and my most contemptible desires. I would definitely need to see Father Karras for confession.”
“That is so much better, Edwin. Things are now as clear as the muddled plot of a teenaged girl-vampire-werewolf love triangle in a dream-induced novel.”
“Actually, a lot of people in Full Moon believe the werewolf legend. People have been finding piles of smelly, shredded clothes in the woods for a couple of years now.”
“If Stephenie had not written us into that literary blasphemy of hers, we would not be doomed to an existence of endless ridicule and disparagement.”
“Have you thought about killing me?” Jezebella asked
“In all of vampire history, there has never been a twinkling vampire. That nonsensical idea has set vampirism back at least two thousand years.”
“Research? No way,” Jezebella retorted. “I just wrote down some random stuff that I made up.”
“If this had not been written into Twilight we would not have had to spoof it and I would have been spared this undignified humiliation.”
“You could prick my finger and have a little taste,” Jezebella offered, rubbing a finger lightly over my lips and then easing it into my mouth.
“Taking no chances with her safety, we locked Jezebella in a closet upstairs in Argyle’s office with Nosferatu and Barnabas posted as guards for the duration of the tournament.”
“An old crone Gypsy fortune teller with a traveling Romanian carnival mysteriously foretold that Jezebella would join me ‘in the fourth book.’ Although this vague prophecy gave me a measure of hope, I was grief-stricken at the thought of suffering through three more volumes of this sleepy literary impersonation.”
“I’m sure, Edwin,” she whispered, turning her head to the side and exposing her luscious, quivering neck to me.