Hello, Everybody

Okay, so I'm new at this! Any suggestions that I should post should be sent to ilovekona968@gmail.com! Here's a topic to discuss:

Stephanie Meyer, Charlaine Harris, or both? Fight to the death!

P.S:
Is this a good set-up for a book?:
The light shone in from the large window on the right, illuminating Adrian's face, making him look halfway to normal. The light hid his eyes, shadowing the dark red coloring. Shattered glass surrounded him and suddenly I wanted to take a picture; I wanted it to be documented that he could look like a regular seventeen-year-old, that it was somewhat possible. White skin wasn's exactly normal, at least when you're not an albino. And I don't mean pale, like I am- at least as pale as you can get in southern Louisianna. His hair wasn't golden or black like they always described in the fairy tales that I used to know so well, it was a whitish-blond color that wasn't particularly identifiable. The light hit his hair and the moment of saneness was gone. His mouth opened, and the mouthfull of needle-sharp, pointed teeth wasn't concealed anymore.