Girl, you’re the Sentinel of this House, and you’ve been trained by Catcher and Luc and Ethan. He’s in the training room right now. Get down there and kick his ass!
Given how I feel right now, I can only assume that my giving you the same bullshit platitudes earlier didn't help you, either.
Have I ever waxed poetic about the glory that is the fuzzy-chested vampire wearing nothing but cowboy boots?
Have you ever had a moment where you knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that you were in the right place?That you were on the right journey? Maybe the sense that you’d crossed a boundary, jumped a hurd...
He stopped me with his hand at my jaw, thumb against my chin. Sometimes, people must adapt. Immortality doesn’t make the things we love less important; it means we must learn to treasure them.Protect...
His eyes widended again, then flicked to something behind me. He shook his head, looked back at me. His voice low, intimate, insistent. Come back from this, Merit. You don't want to fight me.I do, I h...
I accept that he has a past. I wasn’t a saint before we met. She slid me a glance. I wasn’t. You were a nerdy English lit student; you were as close as it gets without beatification.
I called the Ops Room, hoping to get Luc, and possibly Ethan, on the phone. Jimmy’s House of Vampires, Luc answered, in a really poor Bronx accent.
I love you, Ethan, and I love this city. And however much I fought, I love this goddamn House. It's part of me, and I'm part of it. I'm not going to stand here and watch a man tear down everything tha...
I tried to lighten the mood, and pointed at the house shoes - the last things I'd have expected to see Catcher Bell wearing. And the shoes? I asked with a grin.My house, my rules. These shoes happen t...
I wouldn’t say I was forward, but I made a move when I was interested.
Procastination can be very satisfying.' He laughed ruefully, 'As you pointed out, it may be a very human emotion, but there's undoubtedly something satisfying about pretending the world is fine and yo...
So you’re now an official member of Enclave Three. You weirdo.I snorted. I’m a weirdo? You’re a werewolf.I suggest you say that with respect, Parker.Or what?
Sometimes being an underling meant managing up.
That took all of three minutes, he pointed out, sprinkling red pepper across his noodles.
The supernatural threat is my boot up his ass, Lindsey muttered.
There's a reason they call it hopelessly romantic.And not rationally romantic?Well-developed-thoughtly romantic.
What’s this? An apology, of sorts. I made a moue, but slipped the lid from the top . . . and then my breath left me. Inside the box sat a baseball, its well-worn white leather marked by the signatures...
Whew, she said. I was afraid you were going to ruin that dress with those shoes. If we´re calling them that. Plastic mud clompers, more like.
Words have power? That sounds like you're into some Harry Potter juju.
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