Happy endings were never handed out. You had to fight for them, earn them with bruised hearts and sacrifices.
HAPA was like mint. You could rip it up, and six months later, it was back, healthier than ever. Mint smelled better, though, and you could make juleps out of it. I don’t know what I could make out of...
Growing up is hard, love. Otherwise everyone would do it.
God, if you ever loved me, open my eyes for me when I'm being this stupid! (Ron)
Gaily, if you can't demonstrate the ability to keep her alive, then I will take over her care and get you a dog instead. - Newt
Funny how fate seems to push people together sometimes,
Five trolls in dra-a-a-a-ag, the four-inch man sang from my shoulder. Four purple condoms, three French ticklers, two horny vamps, and a succubus in the snow.
Falling in love was the easiest thing in the world to do. Why was it always so hard for me to survive it?
Extraction? Taf sighed. I can do more than drive. I can shoot, too. All us debutantes learn how to shoot before we get our first push-up bras.
El vivir una mentira podía desgarrarte de una forma brutal y hacerte perder el control en el momento más inesperado.
Easy, Trent said when I stiffened, and he lifted my chin, reading the strain I’d lived with for the last few hours, the fear. Why is it harder when those we love are in danger than when it’s just us?...
Easy is tasteless and bland
Don’t hurt her! I demanded, then shifted my expression to one I hoped looked lascivious enough. I like untouched skin. Tom flushed. Ah, we couldn’t find a virgin.
Death and blood didn’t turn on a vampire. Fear and the chance to take blood did. There was a difference.
Coffee. I could smell coffee. Coffee would make everything better.
Can we get back to how we’re going to kill Nick? And what’s this about a dead body? You’d better start talking quick, Ivy, ’cause I’m not going to play hide-and-seek with a dead guy in my trunk. I did...
But why allow someone to make a bad choice when a little information might engender a better one? It's hard to wake up and see the sun if the blinds are pulled.
But I’ve been to the other side and survived the trip back and can move like a queen. Pixy dust sifted over us, and my skin burned. Don’t piss me off. Behind
Build: Vookworm, but tough
Brooke, I'm already gone. The only reason I tried to get away from you boneheads earlier was because I wanted a couple of hours to see the sights before I headed home. Crooked Street maybe. Or Treasur...