Yeni dönüştürülenler tek bir isim kullanırlar. Merit, eğer bunu kullanıyorsan, adını değiştirmemiz gerekmez. Sadece evlerin lliderleri soyadlarını koruyabilirler. Bu, hatırlaman gereken kurallardan sa...
True. But anyway, the rioters get all riled up, and they chant: ‘What do we want? Brains! When do we want them? Brains!
I had a sense of your passion when we met, Merit. When you first stormed into my House with fire in your eyes. That wasn’t fire. That was sheer, unmitigated fury.
Çok yaklaştın. dedi nefes nefese. Yeterince yakın değil. Ama bunu söylerken sırıttım, hareketi yapmayı başarabildiğim için heyecanlanmıştım. Bu hareketim kalabalığı da memnun ettiş ve takdir eder şeki...
You’re so immature. Blue hair. That’s all I’m saying. Bite me, dead girl. I showed fang and winked at her. Don’t tempt me, witch.
Well, I suppose I could follow his advice. Are you hungry?Surprisingly enough, not at the moment.Will miracles never cease?Ha, I said
They blew out a breath and did the thing all heroes must do—they took that terrifying first step.
I gripped the hem of his shirt and pulled it upward and over his head,taking a long moment to enjoy the view:smooth,eternally golden skin over lean muscle.
Why the long face? Is there anyone who isn’t infatuated with you? I smiled at him, with teeth. If not, it’s because you haven’t assigned them to me yet. Mata Hari at your service. Would you like to ad...
Love wasn’t perfection. It wasn’t always roses and candy. Hell, it wasn’t even mostly roses and candy. Sometimes it was battling back fear that loomed like a leviathan, trying to find a way through mi...
If it was appropriate to judge a person based on her footwear - and it obviously was - I decided I liked her immediately.
An image of Luc’s face flashed on my screen, his finger waggling. Time to go outside! it said. Time to go outside! I tried to silence it, reduce the volume, and turn off the phone, but to no avail. Lu...
Luc would have put my head on a pike if you’d taken a hit. How do you know I didn’t? I opened my mouth, then closed it again. Did you? His eyes went to sultry slits. Do you want to look and see? Not e...
It was a spell, thrown by Sebastian Born. Pretty fce, evil disposition.
He was smiling—a kind of honest, humbled, sweet smile. Maybe I’m getting better at this? he asked. Better at wooing you in the manner in which you should be wooed?
If you can’t make a joke at a time like this, what’s the point of living?
You’ll be careful out there? Ethan asked. A line of worry appeared between his eyes. I will. But we’re just going for pizza. And Luc knows where I’ll be, just in case of a zombie apocalypse.
There is always light, Morgan said quietly. The star are always shining, even if we can't see them.
Oh, I get it. You’re doing the girlfriend—what’s her name? Megan? Merit, answered the girl at the table. And it’s a pretty good costume. I opened my mouth to object, to proclaim that I wasn’t doing Et...
Now that we’ve done the tea party, Luc said, pushing back the notepad and settling into his chair, it’s time for our annual review of Rules You Disrespectful Bastards Never Follow.