And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.
Oh relax.” I waved my hand dismissively. “If he wanted to kill me, he already would have. I brought him all these sharp pencils, ideal for stabbing, and he’s been a perfect gentleman.
If you fail to report within the next 12 hours. you will be terminated. If you attack any humans, you will be terminated. If you attempt to remove the tracking device, you will be terminated. We look forward to working with you.
I hate the vamp jobs. They think they’re so suave. It’s not enough for them to slaughter and eat you like a zombie would. No, they want to be all sexy, too. And trust me: vampires? Not. Sexy.
What do you think? Does this face make me look fat?
He saved me. He freaking electrocuted himself to save me. I’m gonna be there when he wakes up so I can tell him thanks.
Faeries and vampires were glittery now? Honestly.
What a lovely balance. Lend shows whatever he wants the world to see and you see through whatever the world wants to show you.
Being dead wasn’t supposed to hurt. Where was the fairness in that? If I was dead, the least the universe could do was make it painless.
I guess I can’t blame him for feeling bitter. Going from being the terror of Bulgarian nights to a janitor would kinda suck.
Maybe I’m weird, but watching Lend drive was sexy.
You bet I’m trouble.
Yo soy carne muerta.
Evie-you-GAH!” Lend shouted, and I looked up at him, surprised.
If I cannot trust myself to love the right person, what can I trust?
I let my face go blank and nodded slowly. “Yes. The trolls. Back. With me. Cannot form. Complete sentences.” I shook my head. “Yeah, so not happening.
It flopped into my leg, leaving a vile, dark smear of disgusting on my jeans. Brilliant.
Her voice is as casual as a knife in the gut.
I am the ocean. I am the yacht in the middle of the ocean. I am nothing. I am flames.
If we are defined by what we have lost, James and I will never really be found.