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Maybe he thinks he can rescue me? No one is that stupid.
I nodded, looking at Rachel with respect. "You hit the Lord of the Titans in the eye with a blue plastic hairbrush.
Welcome to Morganville.You'll never want to leave.And even if you do...well, you can't. Sorry about that.
He was beyond gorgeous. But Eastlake High was full of pretty people who acted like total freaks. I blame the local water supply. Which was why I drank bottled water.
Silence made space for other people's words, which was important for those who needed to be listened to.
Myrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, "Don't do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.
I stared at her. Maybe I wasn't the brightest guy in the world when it came to girls, but I was pretty sure Rachel had just dumped me, which was lame considering we'd never even been together.
His right ear still held both studs, and I wondered who had the missing earring. I would have asked, but was afraid he’d tell me Ivy had it.
Survival strategy. If you’re not careful, this place will eat you alive, and Kaylee’s like bait for the beasts.
I have to save the world tomorrow, and I don't even know what I'm going to wear yet.--Rachel Morgan
Em didn't truly understand about my panic attacks - no one did. But she'd never pushed me to explain, never tried to ditch me when things got weird, and never once looked at me like I was a freak.
Shouts of dismay rose as the red flesh splattered against the table. It was only a tomato, but one would think I was pulping a decaying heart by the noise the big, strong FIB officers were making.
He dunked his tea bag and watched the results critically. “I really must get a new supplier. This tea is pathetic. America just doesn’t understand tea at all.
I’d been listening to men talk since I arrived in New York City. That’s what men like to do. Talk. Profess like experts. When one finally came along who didn’t say much, I listened.
Whoa, I'm your girlfriend now?" Archer shrugged. "We've tried to kill each other, fought ghouls, and kissed a lot. I'm pretty sure we're married in some cultures.
You see yourself as very average, ordinary. And there is nothing ordinary about you, Rachel." (Something Borrowed)
You had this all planned, didn’t you?' I accused. 'Thought you could come in here and seduce me like you do everyone else?' It wasn’t as if I could be angry, lying atop him as I was, but I tried.
Join us next time for Days of the Undead when Rachel learns her long lost brother is really a crown prince from outer space.
You know how it feels to think you've ruined everything. You're hoping if my story has a happy ending there's hope for yours too...
You're just Little Miss Optimist, aren't you? Do you come with accessories, like a glass half full and lemons to make into lemonade, too?
We have to remember that not every action taken to solve a problem will be free of unforeseen consequences. No matter how good our intentions.
Nobody's cut out for this town, " Shane said. "Nobody sane anyway.""Says the kid who came back.""Yeah, kind of proves my point.
Stop using him, and start protecting him. I know he thinks he doesn't need it, but sometimes he does. Sometimes we all do.
Hey!" Claire called after him, as she leaned her backpack against the wall."No onions!""Your loss!""I meant for YOU! Not if you want to get kissed tonight!""Damn, girl. Harsh.
Arms wrapped around me, I looked over the past boxed up and piled haphazardly about, like memories in a person’s brain. It was only a matter of knowing where a thought was and dusting it off.
You're much shorter than my mom.""Brat, " she said, surprised into a giggle."That's no way to talk to a vampire.""Bloodsucking brat.""Better" he said.
His smile was bright and sweet and hot enough to melt solid steel. "Is this the part where I kiss you?""If you like.""Oh, " he said, "I like.
Michael...Michael got bitten. And now he's a vampire. But he doesn't remember becoming one, and that's a big problem. So if you see him, don't, you know, hug. He bites. He doesn't mean it, though.
As my hand found his, bitter salt tears spilled from my eyes, in sorrow and pain and regret that I had so utterly failed him.
These are the hands of Rachel Joy Scott and one day, will touch millions of people's hearts.
Talking to her is like coming home and finding the furniture in every room rearranged. The same pieces are there, the same sense of comfort, but nothing is exactly the where you'd expect.
Maybe that's what love is. Giving others the power to hurt you and trusting they'll use it to heal you instead.
But who are you?"Percy—" I started to say. Then the skeletons turned around. "Gotta go!"What kind of name is Percy Gotta-go?
And about Shane, I swear, if he doesn't snap out of it, I'm going to punch him in the face. Well, punch him in the face and then run like hell." - Eve Rosser
From the back came an unearthly, satisfied chuckle. All I could see in the rearview mirror was a dark shadow with red goat-slitted eyes. Fear slithered throu
I can handle Glory." "Can you?" Eve asked. "Because I notice you never call her Gloriana. Just Glory." He shut up. Which is probably about the only smart thing he can do, Claire thought.
Patience, Abigail. Patience."Abigail snorted. "Patience, right. I am known for having a great handle on the Fruits of the Spirit.""Interesting. I don't recall manipulation being a Biblical virtue.
What life she had left could be measured in hours. Small recompense though they were, they belonged to me now. I had only to claim them.
Because sometimes in life, Ken didn't always choose Barbie. (Jane Alcott)
Okay, fine. But just so you know, following me into hell means you're all definitely the sidekicks.
Afternoons are hard. Mornings are pure evil from the pits of hell, which is why I don't do them anymore.
All the world seemed suddenly dream, for in what waking world would a prince deceive his own people for the benefit of a slave? ~ Ayden
