Twilight by Stephenie Meyer

I found this book oddly compelling despite several drawbacks. Using prose only remarkable for the vast number of clichés she manages to deploy, Stephenie Meyer tells the story of the quite-possibly-doomed love between the world's most boring girl (aside from her passion for Edward, Bella is clumsy and likes to cook--that's it--and while Meyer claims Bella loves to read, she's too pretentious to get a card at the admittedly-small local library) and the world's most beautiful boy, who happens to be a vampire. The premise of Edward's ambivalence towards Bella is interesting, but the idea of a love affair with no touching plays out much better in Pushing Daisies, which as an additional bonus, doesn't have anywhere near the angst.