I've read every single one of the Twilight book series. They are pure comedy gold. The first book introduces the creepy and abusive relationship. Second book? A pause in the abusive relationship so she can hang out with gay werewolves who pat each other in the ass all day in a very shirtless bishonen way. Third book? A whole WAR between vampires, werewolves and all kind of [parasitic bomb] happens FOR HER SAKE. For the sake of a Mary-Sue protagonist that hasn't got the ability to do anything in the first place. Fourth book? This one takes the cake. They get their own island in a honeymoon, he breaks her ribs having monster sex, has to turn her into a vampire because vampire pregnancy happens in minutes and babby grows fast, and he has to eat her belly out to get the baby, Alien style! Then in the end, the baby suddenly is thinking in telepathy and acts like an adult, so the werewolf dude who was in love with Bella suddenly stops being in love with her and starts being in love with her baby. Oh, yes. NEWBORN PEDOPHILE WEREWOLF!
This series has so much WHAT THE HELL that it breaks my mind in half sometimes.