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暮光之城 4 Breaking Dawn 破晓

说明:《暮光之城》4《破晓》 ~~中文版将在第一时间更新~~!

Copyright 2008 by Stephen^ Meyer All rights reserved. Except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright

Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by

any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system,

without the prior written permission of the publisher.

Little, Brown and Company

Hachette Book Group USA 237 Park Avenue, New York, NY 10017 Visit our Web site at

FirsteBook Edition: August 2008

Little, Brown and Company is a division of Hachette Book Group USA,Inc. The Little, Brown name

and logo are trademarks of Hachette Book Group USA, Inc.

Epigraph for Book Three from Empire by Orson Scott Card. A Tor Book. Published by Tom Doherty

Associates,LLC. Copyright 2006 by Orson Scott Card. Reprinted with permission of the author.

The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or

dead, is

coincidental and not intended by the author.

ISBN: 978-0-316-03283-4

Contents

BOOK ONE: BELLA

Preface

1. Engaged

2. Long Night

3. Big Day

4.Gesture

5. Isle Esme

6. Distractions

7. Unexpected

BOOK TWO: JACOB Preface

8. Waiting For The Damn Fight To Start Already

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9. Sure As Hell Didn't See That One Coming

10. Why Didn't I Just Walk Away? Oh Right, Because I'm An Idiot.

11. The Two Things At The Very Top Of My Things-I-Never-Want-To-Do List

12. Some People Just Don't Grasp The Concept Of "Unwelcome^"

13. Good Thing I've Got A Strong Stomach

14. You Know Things Are Bad When You Feel Guilty For Being Rude To Vampires

15. Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock

16. Too-Much-Information Alert

17. What Do I Look Like? The Wizard Of Oz? You Need A Brain? You Need A Heart? Go Ahead.

Take Mine. Take

Everything I Have.

18. There Are No Words For This.

BOOK THREE: BELLA Preface

19. Burning

20. New

21.First Hunt

22. Promised

23.Memories

24. Surprise

25. Favor

26.Shiny

27. Travel Plans

28.The Future

29. Defection

30. Irresistible

31. Talented

32. Company

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33. Forever

34. Declared

35. Deadline

36. Bloodlust

37. Contrivances

38. Power

39. TheHappily EverAfter

Vampire Index Acknowledgments

This book is dedicated to my ninja/agent, Jodi Reamer Thank you for keeping me off the ledge.

And thanks also to my favorite band,

the very aptly named Muse,

for providing a saga's worth of inspiration.

BOOK ONE

bella

CONTENTS

PREFACE

1.ENGAGED

2. LONG NIGHT

3. BIG DAY

4.GESTURE

5. ISLEESME

6. DISTRACTION

7. UNEXPECTED

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age

The child is grown, and puts away childish things.

Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

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Edna St. Vincent Millay

PREFACE

I'd had more than my fair share of near-death experiences; it wasn't something you ever really got used

to.

It seemed oddly inevitable, though, facing death again. Like I really was marked for disaster. I'd

escaped time and time again, but it kept coming back for me.

Still, this time was so different from the others.

You could run from someone you feared, you could try to fight someone you hated. All my reactions

were geared toward those kinds of killers—the monsters, the enemies.

When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you

fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how

could you not give it?

If it was someone you truly loved?

1. ENGAGED

No one is staring at you,I promised myself. No one is staring at you. No one is staring at you.

But, because I couldn't lie convincingly even to myself, I had to check.

As I sat waiting for one of the three traffic lights in town to turn green, I peeked to the right—in her

minivan, Mrs. Weber had turned her whole torso in my direction. Her eyes bored into mine, and I

flinched back, wondering why she didn't drop her gaze or look ashamed. It was still considered rude to

stare at people, wasn't it? Didn't that apply to me anymore?

Then I remembered that these windows were so darkly tinted that she probably had no idea if it was

even me in here, let alone that I'd caught her looking. I tried to take some comfort in the fact that she

wasn't really staring at me, just the car.

Mycar. Sigh.

I glanced to the left and groaned. Two pedestrians were frozen on the sidewalk, missing their chance to

cross as they stared. Behind them, Mr. Marshall was gawking through the plate-glass window of his little

The light turned green and, in my hurry to escape, I stomped on the gas pedal without thinking—the

normal way I would have punched it to get my ancient Chevy truck moving.

Engine snarling like a hunting panther, the car jolted forward so fast that my body slammed into the black

leather seat and my stomach flattened against my spine.

"Arg!" I gasped as I fumbled for the brake. Keeping my head, I merely tapped the pedal. The car

lurched to an absolute standstill anyway.

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I couldn't bear to look around at the reaction. If there had been any doubt as to who was driving this car

before, it was gone now. With the toe of my shoe, I gently nudged the gas pedal down one half

millimeter, and the car shot

forward again.

I managed to reach my goal, the gas station. If I hadn't been running on vapors, I wouldn't have come

into town at all. I was going without a lot of things these days, like Pop-Tarts and shoelaces, to avoid

spending time in public.

Moving as if I were in a race, I got the hatch open, the cap off, the card scanned, and the nozzle in the

tank within seconds. Of course, there was nothing I could do to make the numbers on the gauge pick up

the pace. They ticked by sluggishly, almost as if they were doing it just to annoy me.

It wasn't bright out—a typical drizzly day in Forks, Washington—but I still felt like a spotlight was

trained on me, drawing attention to the delicate ring on my left hand. At times like this, sensing the eyes

on my back, it felt as if the ring were pulsing like a neon sign: Look at me, look at me.

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