Esme造句

"Esme?" he asked calmly.

I smiled hesitantly at Esme.

Carlisle was handing something small to Esme.

Esme: Glad you're here. We need an umpire.

"Esme and Rosalie will be taking your truck, Bella," he told me as he passed.

Edward: Bella, this is Esme. My mother for all intents and purposes.

Rosalie stalked out the front door without another glance in my direction, but Esme touched my cheek as she passed.

A. Carlisle has only changed Edward, Esme, Rosalie, and Emmett. There aren't any others that live elsewhere.

This struck her with the force of revelation, and something wonderful happened-Esme was stuck in a handstand.

Esme was already moving; her hand touched an inconspicuous keypad on the wall, and with a groan, huge metal shutters began sealing up the glass wall.

Esme was at my side in half a heartbeat, swinging me up easily into her arms, and dashing up the stairs before I could gasp in shock.

Esme didn't just fall behind everyone else—she was like a golfer who played entirely in the rough, never touching a fairway.

Nessie, Edward, Jacob, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, Esme and Sue are there already. I came home for a few hours to gather myself... the smell of blood in the hospital became hard for me to handle.