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Legions of readers entranced by the New York Times bestseller Twilight are hungry for more, and they won't be disappointed by this gripping sequel. In New Moon, Stephenie Meyer delivers another irresistible combination of romance and suspense with a supernatural twist. Passionate, riveting, and deeply moving, this vampire love saga is well on its way to literary immortality.
"New Moon piles on the suspense and romance." - USA Today
"Vampire afficionados will voraciously consume this mighty tome in one sitting, then flip back and read it once more. It maintains a brisk pace and near-genius balance of breathtaking romance and action."--VOYA
"New Moon will more than feed the bloodthirsty hankerings of fans of the first volume and leave them breathless for the third."--School Library Journal
"An exciting page turner...This tale of tortured demon lovers entices."--Kirkus
I was ninety-nine point nine percent sure I was dreaming.
The reasons I was so certain were that, first, I was standing in a bright shaft of sunlight-the kind of blinding clear sun that never shone on my drizzly new hometown in Forks, Washington-and second, I was looking at my Grandma Marie. Gran had been dead for six years now, so that was solid evidence toward the dream theory.
Gran hadn't changed much; her face looked just the same as I remembered it. The skin was soft and withered, bent into a thousand tiny creases that clung gently to the bone underneath. Like a dried apricot, but with a puff of thick white hair standing out in a cloud around it.
Our mouths-hers a wizened pucker-spread into the same surprised half-smile at just the same time. Apparently, she hadn't been expecting to see me, either.
I was about to ask her a question; I had so many-What was she doing here in my dream? What had she been up to in the past six years? Was Pop okay, and had they found each other, wherever they were?-but she opened her mouth when I did, so I stopped to let her go first. She paused, too, and then we both smiled at the little awkwardness.
It wasn't Gran who called my name, and we both turned to see the addition to our small reunion. Ididn't have to look to know who it was; this was a voice I would know anywhere-know, and respond to, whether I was awake or asleep ... or even dead, I'd bet. The voice I'd walk through fire for-or, less dramatically, slosh every day through the cold and endless rain for.
Even though I was always thrilled to see him-conscious or otherwise-and even though I was almost positive that I was dreaming, I panicked as Edward walked toward us through the glaring sunlight.
I panicked because Gran didn't know that I was in love with a vampire-nobody knew that-so how was I supposed to explain the fact that the brilliant sunbeams were shattering off his skin into a thousand rainbow shards like he was made of crystal or diamond?
Well, Gran, you might have noticed that my boyfriend glitters. It's just something he does in the sun. Don't worry about it ...
What was he doing? The whole reason he lived in Forks, the rainiest place in the world, was so that he could be outside in the daytime without exposing his family's secret. Yet here he was, strolling gracefully toward me-with the most beautiful smile on his angel's face-as if I were the only one here.
In that second, I wished that I was not the one exception to his mysterious talent; I usually felt grateful that I was the only person whose thoughts he couldn't hear just as clearly as if they were spoken aloud. But now I wished he could hear me, too, so that he could hear the warning I was screaming in my head.
I shot a panicked glance back at Gran, and saw that it was too late. She was just turning to stare back at me, her eyes as alarmed as mine.
Edward-still smiling so beautifully that my heart felt like it was going to swell up and burst through my chest-put his arm around my shoulder and turned to face my grandmother.
Gran's expression surprised me. Instead of looking horrified, she was staring at me sheepishly, as if waiting for a scolding. And she was standing in such a strange position-one arm held awkwardly away from her body, stretched out and then curled around the air. Like she had her arm around someone I couldn't see, someone invisible ...
Only then, as I looked at the bigger picture, did I notice the huge gilt frame that enclosed my grandmother's form. Uncomprehending, I raised the hand that wasn't wrapped around Edward's waist and reached out to touch her. She mimicked the movement exactly, mirrored it. But where our fingers should have met, there was nothing but cold glass ...
With a dizzying jolt, my dream abruptly became a nightmare.
There was no Gran.
That was me. Me in a mirror. Me-ancient, creased, and withered.
Edward stood beside me, casting no reflection, excruciatingly lovely and forever seventeen.
He pressed his icy, perfect lips against my wasted cheek.
"Happy birthday," he whispered.
I woke with a start-my eyelids popping open wide-and gasped. Dull gray light, the familiar light of an overcast morning, took the place of the blinding sun in my dream.
Just a dream, I told myself. It was only a dream. I took a deep breath, and then jumped again when my alarm went off. The little calendar in the corner of the clock's display informed me that today was September thirteenth.
Only a dream, but prophetic enough in one way, at least. Today was my birthday. I was officially eighteen years old.
I'd been dreading this day for months.
All through the perfect summer-the happiest summer I had ever had, the happiest summer anyone anywhere had ever had, and the rainiest summer in the history of the Olympic Peninsula-this bleak date had lurked in ambush, waiting to spring.
And now that it had hit, it was even worse than I'd feared it would be. I could feel it-I was older. Every day I got older, but this was different, worse, quantifiable. I was eighteen.
And Edward never would be.
When I went to brush my teeth, I was almost surprised that the face in the mirror hadn't changed. I stared at myself, looking for some sign of impending wrinkles in my ivory skin. The only creases were the ones on my forehead, though, and I knew that if I could manage to relax, they would disappear. I couldn't. My eyebrows stayed lodged in a worried line over my anxious brown eyes.
It was just a dream, I reminded myself again. Just a dream ... but also my worst nightmare.
I skipped breakfast, in a hurry to get out of the house as quickly as possible. I wasn't entirely able to avoid my dad, and so I had to spend a few minutes acting cheerful. I honestly tried to be excited about the gifts I'd asked him not to get me, but every time I had to smile, it felt like I might start crying.
I struggled to get a grip on myself as I drove to school. The vision of Gran-I would not think of it as me-was hard to get out of my head. I couldn't feel anything but despair until I pulled into the familiar parking lot behind Forks High School and spotted Edward leaning motionlessly against his polished silver Volvo, like a marble tribute to some forgotten pagan god of beauty. The dream had not done him justice. And he was waiting there for me, just the same as every other day.
Despair momentarily vanished; wonder took its place. Even after half a year with him, I still couldn't believe that I deserved this degree of good fortune.
His sister Alice was standing by his side, waiting for me, too.
Of course Edward and Alice weren't really related (in Forks the story was that all the Cullen siblings were adopted by Dr. Carlisle Cullen and his wife, Esme, both plainly too young to have teenage children), but their skin was precisely the same pale shade, their eyes had the same strange golden tint, with the same deep, bruise-like shadows beneath them. Her face, like his, was also startlingly beautiful. To someone in the know-someone like me-these similarities marked them for what they were.
The sight of Alice waiting there-her tawny eyes brilliant with excitement, and a small silver-wrapped square in her hands-made me frown. I'd told Alice I didn't want anything, anything, not gifts or even attention, for my birthday. Obviously, my wishes were being ignored.
I slammed the door of my '53 Chevy truck-a shower of rust specks fluttered down to the wet blacktop-and walked slowly toward where they waited. Alice skipped forward to meet me, her pixie face glowing under her spiky black hair.
"Happy birthday, Bella!"
"Shh!" I hissed, glancing around the lot to make sure no one had heard her. The last thing I wanted was some kind of celebration of the black event.
She ignored me. "Do you want to open your present now or later?" she asked eagerly as we made our way to where Edward still waited.
"No presents," I protested in a mumble.
She finally seemed to process my mood. "Okay ... later, then. Did you like the scrapbook your mom sent you? And the camera from Charlie?"
I sighed. Of course she would know what my birthday presents were. Edward wasn't the only member of his family with unusual skills. Alice would have "seen" what my parents were planning as soon as they'd decided that themselves.
"Yeah. They're great."
"I think it's a nice idea. You're only a senior once. Might as well document the experience."
"How many times have you been a senior?"
We reached Edward then, and he held out his hand for mine. I took it eagerly, forgetting, for a moment, my glum mood. His skin was, as always, smooth, hard, and very cold. He gave my fingers a gentle squeeze. I looked into his liquid topaz eyes, and my heart gave a not-quite-so-gentle squeeze of its own. Hearing the stutter in my heartbeats, he smiled again.
He lifted his free hand and traced one cool fingertip around the outside of my lips as he spoke. "So, as discussed, I am not allowed to wish you a happy birthday, is that correct?"
"Yes. That is correct." I could never quite mimic the flow of his perfect, formal articulation. It was something that could only be picked up in an earlier century.
"Just checking." He ran his hand through his tousled bronze hair. "You might have changed your mind. Most people seem to enjoy things like birthdays and gifts."
Alice laughed, and the sound was all silver, a wind chime. "Of course you'll enjoy it. Everyone is supposed to be nice to you today and give you your way, Bella. What's the worst that could happen?" She meant it as a rhetorical question.
"Getting older," I answered anyway, and my voice was not as steady as I wanted it to be.
Beside me, Edward's smile tightened into a hard line.
"Eighteen isn't very old," Alice said. "Don't women usually wait till they're twenty-nine to get upset over birthdays?"
"It's older than Edward," I mumbled.
"Technically," she said, keeping her tone light. "Just by one little year, though."
And I supposed ... if I could be sure of the future I wanted, sure that I would get to spend forever with Edward, and Alice and the rest of the Cullens (preferably not as a wrinkled little old lady) ... then a year or two one direction or the other wouldn't matter to me so much. But Edward was dead set against any future that changed me. Any future that made me like him-that made me immortal, too.
An impasse, he called it.
I couldn't really see Edward's point, to be honest. What was so great about mortality? Being a vampire didn't look like such a terrible thing-not the way the Cullens did it, anyway.
"What time will you be at the house?" Alice continued, changing the subject. From her expression, she was up to exactly the kind of thing I'd been hoping to avoid.
"I didn't know I had plans to be there."
"Oh, be fair, Bella!" she complained. "You aren't going to ruin all our fun like that, are you?"
"I thought my birthday was about what I want."
"I'll get her from Charlie's right after school," Edward told her, ignoring me altogether.
"I have to work," I protested.
"You don't, actually," Alice told me smugly. "I already spoke to Mrs. Newton about it. She's trading you shifts. She said to tell you 'Happy Birthday.'"
"I-I still can't come over," I stammered, scrambling for an excuse. "I, well, I haven't watched Romeo and Juliet yet for English."
Alice snorted. "You have Romeo and Juliet memorized."
"But Mr. Berty said we needed to see it performed to fully appreciate it-that's how Shakespeare intended it to be presented."
Edward rolled his eyes.
"You've already seen the movie," Alice accused.
"But not the nineteen-sixties version. Mr. Berty said it was the best."
Finally, Alice lost the smug smile and glared at me. "This can be easy, or this can be hard, Bella, but one way or the other-"
Edward interrupted her threat. "Relax, Alice. If Bella wants to watch a movie, then she can. It's her birthday."
"So there," I added.
"I'll bring her over around seven," he continued. "That will give you more time to set up."
Alice's laughter chimed again. "Sounds good. See you tonight, Bella! It'll be fun, you'll see." She grinned-the wide smile exposed all her perfect, glistening teeth-then pecked me on the cheek and danced off toward her first class before I could respond.
"Edward, please-" I started to beg, but he pressed one cool finger to my lips.
"Let's discuss it later. We're going to be late for class."
No one bothered to stare at us as we took our usual seats in the back of the classroom (we had almost every class together now-it was amazing the favors Edward could get the female administrators to do for him). Edward and I had been together too long now to be an object of gossip any more. Even Mike Newton didn't bother to give me the glum stare that used to make me feel a little guilty. He smiled now instead, and I was glad he seemed to have accepted that we could only be friends. Mike had changed over the summer-his face had lost some of the roundness, making his cheekbones more prominent, and he was wearing his pale blond hair a new way; instead of bristly, it was longer and gelled into a carefully casual disarray. It was easy to see where his inspiration came from-but Edward's look wasn't something that could be achieved through imitation.
As the day progressed, I considered ways to get out of whatever was going down at the Cullen house tonight. It would be bad enough to have to celebrate when I was in the mood to mourn. But, worse than that, this was sure to involve attention and gifts.
Attention is never a good thing, as any other accident-prone klutz would agree. No one wants a spotlight when they're likely to fall on their face.
And I'd very pointedly asked-well, ordered really-that no one give me any presents this year. It looked like Charlie and Renee weren't the only ones who had decided to overlook that.
I'd never had much money, and that had never bothered me. Renee had raised me on a kindergarten teacher's salary. Charlie wasn't getting rich at his job, either-he was the police chief here in the tiny town of Forks. My only personal income came from the three days a week I worked at the local sporting goods store. In a town this small, I was lucky to have a job. Every penny I made went into my microscopic college fund. (College was Plan B. I was still hoping for Plan A, but Edward was just so stubborn about leaving me human ...)
Edward had a lot of money-I didn't even want to think about how much. Money meant next to nothing to Edward or the rest of the Cullens. It was just something that accumulated when you had unlimited time on your hands and a sister who had an uncanny ability to predict trends in the stock market. Edward didn't seem to understand why I objected to him spending money on me-why it made me uncomfortable if he took me to an expensive restaurant in Seattle, why he wasn't allowed to buy me a car that could reach speeds over fifty-five miles an hour, or why I wouldn't let him pay my college tuition (he was ridiculously enthusiastic about Plan B). Edward thought I was being unnecessarily difficult.
But how could I let him give me things when I had nothing to reciprocate with? He, for some unfathomable reason, wanted to be with me. Anything he gave me on top of that just threw us more out of balance.
As the day went on, neither Edward or Alice brought my birthday up again, and I began to relax a little.
We sat at our usual table for lunch.
A strange kind of truce existed at that table. The three of us-Edward, Alice, and I-sat on the extreme southern end of the table. Now that the "older" and somewhat scarier (in Emmett's case, certainly) Cullen siblings had graduated, Alice and Edward did not seem quite so intimidating, and we did not sit here alone. My other friends, Mike and Jessica (who were in the awkward post-breakup friendship phase), Angela and Ben (whose relationship had survived the summer), Eric, Conner, Tyler, and Lauren (though that last one didn't really count in the friend category) all sat at the same table, on the other side of an invisible line. That line dissolved on sunny days when Edward and Alice always skipped school, and then the conversation would swell out effortlessly to include me.
Edward and Alice didn't find this minor ostracism odd or hurtful the way I would have. They barely noticed it. People always felt strangely ill at ease with the Cullens, almost afraid for some reason they couldn't explain to themselves. I was a rare exception to that rule. Sometimes it bothered Edward how very comfortable I was with being close to him. He thought he was hazardous to my health-an opinion I rejected vehemently whenever he voiced it.
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Posted March 25, 2008
I read the first book in this series and was absolutely amazed. It instantly became one of my favorites. Unfortunately, this second book was disappointing. After everything they've been through, Edward decides to leave, and we're left with a moping and suicidal Bella. I enjoyed reading about Bella and Jacob's friendship, but Bella was always so depressing. If you're okay with that, this book is still very well written and worth it. I half wish she'd just ended it with Twilight, though.
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Posted November 17, 2008
This is the perfect continuation to the first book in the series "Twilight". Slow to start and heart wrenching to read the book continues with impeccable force. It pulls your emotions every which way and once it gets to exactly where you want it to be - it sure doesnt disappoint.<BR/>The first book is still better but the ending to this one is absolutely gut wrenching on the edge of your seat amazing.<BR/>I'm not saying the beginning is not good because It is still excellent. It just doesnt start out with the fire it ends with.<BR/>As they say- all good things are worth waiting for.
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Posted March 23, 2009
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Although skeptical at the beginning being an adult reading young adult novels, I totally fell in love with this series. This book pulled me in just as much as the first - I could not put it down. If only good vampires like the Cullens actually existed! ;-)
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Posted March 9, 2009
I have never been much of a reader but I sat down and read this entire Twilight series in less than a week!! I was hooked. You feel a real connection with the characters. You care about them. I would highly recommend this book to anyone out there!!
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Posted July 21, 2009
When I first finished reading this I thought "For an author to make the readers hate the the main character so much is such an accomplishment." But then I started realizing that she didn't do it on purpose. And I thought "Holy Merlin, kill her now!"
In New Moon poor Bella becomes all emotional and depressed because the "love of her life" Edward has left her. But oh no she's starting to like someone else called Jacob. "How is this possible?" she thinks. "I am just but a 17-so year old girl. That's not normal!" (I never really got how old she was in this thing) I was seriously starting to hate this character, this book, and this author. I mean reading 300+ pages of her whining and whining and whining can drive someone crazy. And I only read this book to see what happens at the end because I hate unfinished stories.
But the point is that, this story basically has no plot, it doesn't have that excitment to keep you going, unless you count Bella jumping off a cliff exciting to the max. The characters have no personality at all. I mean it would have been a thousand times better if Bella started standing up for herself saying that she didn't need a man because that's what we call character progression. Something that this series lacked.
All we learned was that Bella loves Edward even more than she did before, is that even possible? And that if he wasn't with her she would die.
It also lacks what some of these novels lack today. She had the perfect chance to show how women are capable to care for themselves and don't need a backbone to always be there. But yet it didn't. Bella is the PERFECT character to say, "Hey ladies you're nothing without a man! Get one today at half price!" And that's pretty pathetic.
Way to show off female power and independence SMeyer. You're a right old cup of brandy.
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Posted April 6, 2009
Posted December 12, 2008
Bella has everything going well for her. Her boyfriend is perfect, she and her dad are actually talking, and she has no one wanting to kill her. Or so she thinks. In New Moon by Stephanie Meyer, Bella has finally been able to settle down with Edward after having some problems in the past. Stephanie still gives the vampire thing a whole new meaning, and she also makes you think differently about your family. Edward has to go through some tough situations with leaving and everything and his family is always there to help him. <BR/>Bella and Edward are doing really well together, until Jasper accidentally tries to attack her. Now Edward feels he needs to leave her because he is always putting her in danger. She is completely broken hearted by this all, and not to mention, now Victoria wants to kill her. In the hurt of all this, she meets a new boy, Jacob Black. He becomes her best friend and they are inseparable. He helps her through all her tough times, but then all of a sudden he stops talking to her and everything goes down hill from there. He doesn¿t talk to her for weeks, and when he finally does he is rude. He has turned into something completely different from her Jacob. She goes to do something crazy, and Alice thinks she¿s trying to kill herself. She comes back to Bella to find that she is alive. Now everyone in Edwards¿s family thinks that Bella is dead so Edward wants to kill himself. She goes through a lot to get to him and finally does. They all move back to Forks, and Bella gets her life back. Except for her life with Jacob who now won¿t talk to her at all because Jacob and Edward are enemies. <BR/>Your family will always be willing to help you with your problems, just like Carlisle (Edward¿s Father) and Esme (Edward¿s Mother) help Edward with his life. This is a wonderful book and you won¿t be disappointed.
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Posted December 3, 2008
This is obviously a book series for people who don't generally read books. I'm amazed at how many grown-ups find it anything less than irritating. The writing is mediocre, the plots thin, and the characters - OMG! Can Bella be any whinier and clumsier? Will she ever develop a higher self-esteem? Can this girl's parents talk to her about not being so obsessed with a guy at her young age and to take school and life seriously? How many possibly ways can we describe Edward's cold, hard body? He's a stud, I get it, but he sounds like a BORE! I am not finishing the series and I don't care what happens to them all. I will create my own ending: Bella is "turned" by Edward when she is in her mid-50s, at which time she has grown some grey hairs, has gained some weight, her boobs sag, and she has developed her first wrinkles. Jake is chained to the backyard as their pet. Edward is tired of people asking if his date is his grandma, so he kills her. Jake eats him. The End.
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Posted September 26, 2008
I loved Twilight and this book just reminded me why I'm so glad I'm not a teenager anymore. I'm sad because I really wanted to finish the series and if I hadn't already pre-bought the other two, I wouldn't bother. Bella's constant whining and the predictable plot twists. Her constant desire to be 'turned' yet won't get married??? How unrealistic is that?
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Posted September 8, 2008
I read Twilight and was intrigued. I read New Moon and wondered what happened to Meyer's ability to keep a reader engaged. This book dragged on and on and by the time it picked up, it was 475 pages in! That is a bit much. I forced myself to finish reading it and was left disappointed. I am up in the air about reading Eclipse, because I simply cannot waste more time waiting for things to get good.
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I think new moon was a very fun and exciting book. The authour stephenie meyer writes this series in first person perspective. when you read the book from bella's perspective you get to feel her emotions. I think that this book is the best book of the because it introduces you to charecters that were minor charecters and makes them very important to the series. It lets you create your own opinion about what the books next turn should be, and make you want to read the other two books. This turn in the story is something very unexpected, thats why its such a good story. It's almost the complete opisite of the first and it complicates bella's life and if i would probably say that when you read the books you fall in love with the series and it'll probably become your favorite book series. I would recomend this book to anybody who's looking for some thing fun and exciting to read. it is my favorite book series.
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I read this book in a day. I just felt sucked in by the damn plot. I was so angry that Edward left Bella...but I still couldn't let the book go. I had to find out more. It's like a drug. I'm already on Eclipse. it's and awesome series. Definitely a must read.
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Posted December 26, 2008
This second book in the twilight series has brought even more depth to the series and allows you to see more of the Quileute tribe. At first I was hesitant about Jacob and didn't quite know if I liked him or not. He eventually won me over as he did with Bella in the story. Many of my friends who love the series think the character Jacob in the story is annoying and gets in the way but I think he adds even more to the storyline. He is an example of a possible life Bella could have if she lets Edward go and tries to live a somewhat of a normal life. It makes her see that life doesn't always have to revolve around Edward and that someone else can have meaning in her life. I think that this book is excellent as are all the books in the twilight series and keeps you on the edge of your seat!
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Posted March 18, 2009
Book Review Outline
Book title and author: New Moon, Stephanie Meyer
Title of review: New Moon
Number of stars (1 to 5): 5
New Moon is definitely a New York Time's Best Seller Novel. This action packed book includes: Suspense, action, violence, and not to mention romance.
Almost one year after meeting the love of her 'existence' and vampire, Edward Cullen, Bella is faced with the obstacles that come with true love. To protect Bella, Edward leaves her broken and alone. The only person who can make her feel somewhat whole again is her best friend, Jacob Black, but like Edward he has a secret. Bella learns that one simple mistake that she made may now cost her, her loves existence. Bella must now go out and save Edward, fix Jacob's broken heart, and survive the chase of an old predator, but is love exactly enough?
New Moon really shows how creative Stephanie Meyer is when it comes to her writing. I was hooked from the very first page and could not put it down for more than fifteen minutes. This could be an incredible bibliotherapy for young teens or anyone who is trying to overcome a tough break up. This book would be great for teenage girls thirteen and above. Mythical creatures, suspense, blood, sadness, and true love; what more could you ask for in a novel?
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Posted October 4, 2008
Seriously, I LOVE the Twilight Series but this book just doesn't cut it. Besides the fact that the author makes her look like she needs a guy, it is also very perplexing. Read if you like repetitious and boring books. Personally, I'm just reading to get to Eclipse. I was hoping it would be as great as the first but... eh. I guess not.
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Posted September 18, 2008
Twilight was decent, and then this......I had to force myself to finish this, the author goes on and on and on about Edward and his pale beautiful face........enough already....poor writing style, doesn't get to the point, these books should be about 250 pages max, not 500 plus........dont waste your time on this series........
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Posted June 19, 2008
I have read all of the Twilight books so far 'not including Breaking Dawn' and New Moon was by far the best out of all of them. I would recommend reading Twilight first however, since then this book will be easier to understand. But if u love tragic love stories, this book will definitely satisfy you. This book is amazing. and so is Jacob Black.
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Posted July 11, 2008
To be fair, I only read Twilight because a friend of mine wanted somebody to discuss its popularity in light of what he called 'Awful' writing. After Twilight I leaned toward his negative perspective of her writing. However, being a committed reader I decided to continue on with the series. To its credit, New Moon was precisely what I expected of a sequel to Twilight. I found it just as nominally written and also painfully predictable. I always struggle with maintaining interest in a book when I can see every plot 'twist' in the story line. Furthermore, listening to Bella's endless, repetative heartache became tedious at times, not because it was not believable but instead because Bella voiced the feelings in the same manner over and over again. That is not to say that some elements in the book were not enjoyable and heartfelt. I found Jacob to be a fun character in the begining, before his feverous transformation. On a side note, it always frustrated me that Bella could not see that she treated him much the same way that Edward treated Bella in the begining of Twilight. Unfortunately I often found myself reading quickly just to get past parts I was bored with so I could get to the parts I cared about. Thus, I cannot advise reading it unless you love melodramatic writing and are willing to read several pages of excess writing in order to get to an unimaginative finale. On the whole, overrated but decent.
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