She's kind of like the flip side of Anita Blake. Instead of having sex with everything under the sun all the time, Bella just wants Edward obsessively (to the exclusion of everything else). They don't have sex until the fourth book and are married, when apparently they have crazy sex and screw like dysfunctional bunnies, lol.

And, heh, there's no sin to owning Mercedes Lackey books. I think this book has made me appreciate writers like Mercedes Lackey more actually. I liked them at one time (as sparkletastic as they are). I totally get why people like those, even though they're not my thing anymore, because they're 100% better written and less dysfunctional than Twilight. Plus, they actually have plots other than two people emoting for hundreds and hundreds of pages.