I just finished reading Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight. I must say, it was really good… Talking about romance and love, about falling in-love despite all the odds…

I fell in love with the main male character, Edward, the first time he came into the story. Her leading lady, no matter how fictitious the entire thing is, is very, very lucky. Edward, a vampire, is, humorously ironic, hot inside and out. I find myself biting my lip each time Meyer described how perfect he is—from his flawless face, to his perfect body, to his irresistible smile, to his hot lovely voice, to his charming stubborn attitude, no matter how smug he gets sometimes… Ah, how I wish I meet my own dream man soon!

I’d care for him, love him as I do myself—maybe even greater at times—be the apple of his intense eyes. I will promise him the best days of his dating life. After all, I’m not all sugar and spice. I know a lot of good things about adult fun myself—and we all know men seeking women all have that in mind. So I will be the most suitable, if not the best, girlfriend he ever had!

— Venice