It's my segundo leitura of “Breaking dawn”. I`ve somehow always wondered if the segundo time would feel different. Now I know! But it's different in a good way, because I now see things mais clearly. What fascinated, stroke me this time was not only the huge amount and density of emotions. I saw things from a different prospective – Jacob's. I've always considered myself to be Team Edward, but I know all that team stuff seems a bit meaningless – because it was always Edward for Bella. But what struck me the most was Jacob's development – he literary grows up-in his thoughts, in his...

A mountain lion was perched upon one of the branches of the trees concentrating on his own hunting agenda as Bella leapt onto a branch of a árvore seguinte to it. She positioned herself higher up in the árvore than the lion was. I was frantic. I knew Bella would be fine but it went against all my instincts to allow this. I couldn’t fathom that she was no longer fragile. She didn’t need my protection. I felt a twinge of pain at this thought.

The lion was eyeing a herd of deer and was completely oblivious to Bella’s approach. He was preparing himself to spring in attack when Bella launched herself...