Everyone turned towards me. The two female vamps smiled, most unpleasantly. They looked at me like I was a piece of candy and they wondered what sort of center I had. Soft and gooey, or hard with a nu...
Edward's grief if you die will be a terrible thing. It will hurt him, a lot, and men like him never grieve alone. He will spread his grief all over us, not because we failed, but because it'll give hi...
Do the gods sleep well at night? I think maybe they do.
Death cures all ills. Well, most of them.
Compromise is an imperfect act.
Can you speed this up? I want to get to bed.A slight frown appeared between his eyes. Anita, you are not making this easy.Hurrah, I said.The frown smoothed out as he sighed. You would think I would gi...
Assuming the worst was always safer. And usually truer.
And your excuse?' I asked.'I'm a sociopath; I don't have to be nice,' Nicky said.I gave him a look.'You're mad at him.I can feel it; which means I really don't have to be nice to him.''I thought you w...
You don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all.
It was more like two scared kids huddling in the dark when they knew the monster under the bed wasn't just real, but was holding a grudge.
Zerbrowski said, I only ever understood one woman, and she was kind enough to marry me so I didn't have to decipher anyone else.
Your heart is not a wound to be poked at to see if the scab is ready to come off. You can be healed of that very old pain, if you’ll just let it happen. (Marianne)
You may be a manipulative bastard sometimes, but you are our manipulative bastard.
You look like shit. Jason smiled, without opening his eyes. You sweet-talker.
You have a high opinion of yourself, Anita. Confident. I like that. Always so much more entertaining to break someone strong. The weaklings fold and cry and snivel, but the brave ones, they almost dem...
What is that old children’s rhyme, ‘Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me’? Anyone who says that doesn’t understand the power of words. They can cut deeper than any knife,...
There's Only so much emotional super glue in a person's soul, that everything just stays broken.
There was a time when you would have taken my heart with stake or gun. Now you have taken it with these delicate hands and the scent of your body.- Jean-Claude
There is a frozen moment after a really good shot to the face. A moment of shock, or paralysis where all you can do is blink.
There had been a time when I’d believed my power was evil, but God didn’t seem to feel that way, so until He changed His mind, I just had faith that my power came from the right side.