New Moon
By: Stephenie Meyer
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Contents
PREFACE
1. PARTY
2 STITCHES
3. THE END
OCTOBER
NOVEMBER
DECEMBER
JANUARY
4. WAKING UP
5. CHEATER
6. FRIENDS
7. REPETITION
8. ADRENALINE
9. THIRD WHEEL
10. THE MEADOW
11. CULT
12. INTRUDER
13. KILLER
14. FAMILY
15. PRESSURE
16. PARIS
17. VISITOR
18. THE FUNERAL
19. HATE
20. VOLTERRA
21. VERDICT
22. FLIGHT
23. THE TRUTH
24. VOTE
EPILOGUE TREATY
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Text copyright © 2006 by Stephenie Meyer
All rights reserved
Little, Brown ard Company
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First Edition September 2006
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
Meyer, Stephenie, 1973—New Moon a novel / b) Stepheme Meyer—1st ed p cm
Summary:Grade 9 Up–Recovered from the vampire attack that hospitalized her in the conclusion of Twilight (Little, Brown, 2005), Bella celebrates her birthday with her boyfriend Edward and his family, a unique clan of vampires that has sworn off human blood. But the celebration abruptly ends when the teen accidentally cuts her arm on broken glass. The sight and smell of her blood trickling away forces the Cullen family to retreat lest they be tempted to make a meal of her. After all is mended, Edward, realizing the danger that he and his family create for Bella, sees no option for her safety but to leave. Mourning his departure, she slips into a downward spiral of depression that penetrates and lingers over her every step. Vampire fans will appreciate the subsequently dour mood that permeates the novel, and it's not until Bella befriends Jacob, a sophomore from her school with a penchant for motorcycles, that both the pace and her disposition begin to take off. Their adventures are wild, dare-devilish, and teeter on the brink of romance, but memories of Edward pervade Bella's emotions, and soon their fun quickly morphs into danger, especially when she uncovers the true identities of Jacob and his pack of friends. Less streamlined than Twilight yet just as exciting, New Moon will more than feed the bloodthirsty hankerings of fans of the first volume and leave them breathless for the third.
1. Vampires—Fiction.
2. Werewolves—Fiction
3. High schools—Fiction
4.Schools—Fiction
5.Washington (State)—Fiction
Printed in the United States of America
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For my dad, Stephen Morgan—
No one has ever been given more loving and unconditional
support than I have been given by you.
I love you, too.
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These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like
fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene VI
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PREFACE
I FELT LIKE I WAS TRAPPED IN ONE OF THOSE TERRIFYING nightmares, the one
where you have to run, run till your lungs burst, but you can't make your
body move fast enough. My legs seemed to move slower and slower as I
fought my way through the callous crowd, but the hands on the huge clock
tower didn't slow. With relentless, uncaring force, they turned
inexorably toward the end—the end of everything.
But this was no dream, and, unlike the nightmare, I wasn't running for my
life; I was racing to save something infinitely more precious. My own
life meant little to me today.
Alice had said there was a good chance we would both die here. Perhaps
the outcome would be different if she weren't trapped by the brilliant
sunlight; only I was free to run across this bright, crowded square.
And I couldn't run fast enough.
So it didn't matter to me that we were surrounded by our extraordinarily
dangerous enemies. As the clock began to toll out the hour, vibrating
under the soles of my sluggish feet, I knew I was too late—and I was glad
something bloodthirsty waited in the wings. For in failing at this, I
forfeited any desire to live.
The clock tolled again, and the sun beat down from the exact center point
of the sky.
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