Can I cut off your head?" "Are you asking for my permission?

I decided to go along with it. If he tried to give me the runaround, I would bolt. I didn't have time to waste on vague answers and evasive language. Matt and Rhys were captive, and Rhys couldn't even sit down.

You can bite me if you want. I want you to.

He kissed me desperately, like a drowning man and I was his oxygen.

Well,I hope you like the ring." He held it out to me, he velvet lid still closed. "My mom hates it." "I'm sure I'll love it,then," I said, and he laughed.

If im lucky, i will never have to see you again. Because if i do, that means we are at war, and id have to hurt you

For me to be a billion-dollar author, I need to have people buying my books at Wal-Mart.