Edward’s soft voice came from behind me.

I turned to see him springtime lightly in the porch steps, his locks windblown from working. He drawn me into his arms at once, just like he had in the parking great deal, and kissed me again. This kiss frightened me. There was too much tension, too strong an edge to the way his lips crushed mine-like he was afraid we had only so much time still left to us.

As Seattle is ravaged by a string of incomprehensible killings and a malicious vampire continues her search for revenge, Bella once again finds herself encircled by danger. In the midst of it all, she actually is forced to select between her like for Edward and her friendship with Jacob-knowing that her decision has the potential to ignite the ageless struggle between vampire and werewolf. With her graduation fast approaching, Bella offers yet another decision to create: lifestyle or death. But which is usually which?