Stephanie Meyer is earning way too much money. While clearly pop-fiction and not in anyway literary (note: six ghastly adverbs on page 173, two of which are “frostily” and “minutely”), the writing spirals downward and lands with a thud on page 459: “’Shhhh,’ he shushed me. ‘Everything’s all right now.’” No, Ms. Meyers, it's not all right. That's just plain bad writing.
