" Her scent hit me like a battering ram, like an exploding grenade. There was no image violent enough to encompass the force of what happened to me in that moment. Instantly, I was transformed. I was nothing close to the I’d once been. No trace of the sheds of humanity that I’d managed to cloak myself in over the years remained. I was a predator. She was my prey. There was nothing else in the world but that truth "
― Stephenie Meyer , Midnight Sun