We are who we become, not who we start out as.
Why do you bother, Crispin? You married a fighter, so stop trying to convince her that the sidelines suit her better.
Our pasts might shape us, but they weren’t the end sum of us.
Ian gave me an aggravated look. “Can’t shag your sister, can’t shag your friend, can’t shag you, can’t shag Vlad. If I wanted to be this sexless and miserable, I’d get married.
A wolfish smile curled Vald’s mouth. “It appears you’re right – I simply can’t go an entire day without murdering someone.
Bones snorted. “Why didn’t it occur to them that they were doing something so appalling, if they were caught, they’d be executed on the spot? It’s not my fault that vampires have a fairer form of punishment for rapists than humans do.
The worst part was knowing no one cared enough to save you. That’s what you remember forever. Not the physical pain or the never-ending fear, but the despair of being utterly alone and knowing you’ll die that way. Ever been lost like that?
Oh. Well. A slumber party with Dracula? All things considered, why not? Okay, but I snore.
The last ghouls I’d met had tried to eat me, and not in the romantic way.
Bones snorted. “Let her? Mate, if you think you can control a woman, you must be single.
She’s my wife,” Vlad growled before I could correct the misassumption. “And if your cock twitches one more time while you look at her, I’ll burn it off.
It’s Ian’s Little Poppet now, remember?” I said snippily. His eyes were blazing with green. “Oh, it is indeed, and more than you realize.
You hit me again and I’ll – ” “What? Bleed more? Thanks, but I only drink gin and tonic. That’s one vampire attribute I’m without. No fangs, see?
He’s stronger than you are.” My voice was barely above a whisper. Bones snorted. “I know that, luv, but he won’t be the first bloke I’ve shriveled who exceeded me in power. All I need is one mistake from Gregor, and he’s mine.
I told you before; I know you’re the dragon instead of the knight. And I don’t care. At your best or at your worst, I will always love you, Vlad.
That’s right, luv. If you run from me, I’ll chase you. And I’ll find you.
Face it – without me, you’re looking for a needle in a fangstack.
I know what you’re thinking and you’re wrong. This isn’t goodbye, Kitten. I didn’t survive over two hundred years to find you only to lose you within five months. I want you, but I’m not saying goodbye to you, because we will get through this.
Don’t panic, Prey panics, and then prey gets eaten.
Fake it until you make it, as the saying went.