Adrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became Adrian, only Adrian.
Maybe I was in love, but I was still me, after all.
Sydney, I'm so happy to see you again. If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know. And you must be Neil." "Your majesty." Neil swept her a bow so low that his forehead touched the ground. Above him, Adrian rolled his eyes. "Easy there, Lancelot," Adrian said. "I don't think bowing is required when she's in jeans and bunny slippers.
What happened when you were twelve?” “Oh, Mom offered to take us all out for dinner—us girls, Dad was out of town—to celebrate, but I didn’t want to. This book I’d been waiting for had just come out, and the only thing I wanted to do was read it all night.” “My God,” I said, touching the top of her nose. “You’re adorable.
I used to think you were weak and just didn't fight back ... but now, honestly, I think you're actually pretty tough. It takes a hell of a lot of strength to not complain and lash out.
See? Things are already looking promising.
Don't judge the past by the standards of today. It won't work. They're incompatible.
There are little gems all around us that can hold glimmers of inspiration.
"Jerks," I muttered. Then I brightened. "Oh, hey. Doughnuts."
Finn crossed his arms and glared at Volusian. It was kind of a bold move, considering Finn looked like a cartoon character and Volusian looked like he ate the souls of small children. For all I knew, he probably did.
It's a fact that people are afraid of what they don't understand. And most are too lazy or ignorant to find out more.
How do you say goodbye to someone who isn't exactly gone.
I'm always at least ten minutes early.
That's the great thing about being a writer. You dream up amazing questions... and then dream up even more amazing answers.
People have always had a fascination with the supernatural going back to the beginning of time and with vampires in particular. This phenomenon is not new.
People often ask where I get my inspiration from, and I always say I have no good answer because, well, inspiration comes from everywhere: people, places, memories.
People really want to set up these rivalries because there's a lot of vampire books out there. People want to believe we're all fierce rivals, and really there's just so much camaraderie with authors. Everyone kind of boosts each other.
The nice thing about a series is you can end on cliffhangers all the time. You can be like, 'You know what? Here we go, this person just died, end of book.' And with the end of the series, you're very conscious of all the plotlines that were left hanging. There's a balance there to wrap those up but still leave it exciting.
Sex had been amazing, but it wasn't a magical cure for everything. Damn. Somewhere along the way, I'd picked up common sense.
I'd seen weirder things than a haunted shoe, but not many.
God might work on mysterious ways, but hell worked on efficient ones.
I won't lie. Walking into a room and seeing your girlfriend reading a baby-name book can kind of make your heart stop.
I didn't just get an idea. I got a great idea.
Smiling, I cut across the quadrangle toward the commons. I felt better about life than I had in a very long time. We could do this, Lissa and me. We could do this together.
You can't force love, I realized. It's there or it isn't. If it's not there, you've got to be able to admit it. If it is there, you've got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love.
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