It’s just a party, right? What could possibly go wrong?
You’d drain someone dry for me?
I never said becoming the slayer would be a field trip to a Justin Bieber concert.
Chris whistled. Damn. That's hot.She swatted him. Yeah, yeah, she dais. But her stomach fluttered. I'm roasting actually.That's not what I
Roses are red. Blood is too…
Curiouser and curiouser, as Alice in Wonderland would say…
You are my blood mate, he says simply, finding my hand and squeezing it with his own. I would die for you. Gah! A little warning before the touching would be nice. Mainly so I can resist the overwhelm...
They should install elevators in this place. What if they turned a handicapped person into a vampire? Talk about your discrimination lawsuit waiting to happen.
I can barely breathe. I feel like I’m going to explode. Jake Wilder is kissing me. French-kissing me. Is he even supposed to be French-kissing me for the play? I thought… Oh, who cares if he’s suppose...
Holy fu-" he starts then catches himself."Yes,this tithe will be most pleasing to her Goodness." Me and Magnus exchange amused glances.
So not only do I have to go out and fight evil villains, I have to take up woodworking, too?
Hi, my name is Sunny and I’m a bloodoholic.
Turning into a vampire is bad enough – I don’t need to flunk out of school on top of it.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, some random old guy grabs me on the arm and starts dragging me into a side corridor. You must come with me, he says in an urgent voice.
Once a generation there is a girl born who is destined to slay the vampires.
All the better to bite you, my dear!
Rayne, why is it you feel the need to argue with every single thing I say?Because every single thing you say is usually stupid and ridiculous.
Eternity is a long time and it doesn't always work out that way, Jareth says, a bit bitterly. It's worse to love someone and then lose them, then to never love at all.
Now Sunny, don’t get mad, but … Rayne begins, her voice trembling. I shoot her an angry glare. But WHAT, Rayne? I, uh, think you’ve accidentally been turned into a vampire.
I was dying, I realized vaguely. There was no getting out of that. The vampire author would be drained dry by a vampire. It was almost a poetic way to go.