Burnett fidgeted. She had never seen Burnett like this. He looked like a kid who needed to go to the bathroom.

What you are doesn't matter. Because what you are isn't going to change who you are.

And this is what you get for laughing at me." He pulled her up a few inches until his lips touched hers.

I’d kill for you, Kylie Galen. But more than that, I’d die for you.” She felt a tear roll down her cheek. “You’d better not die on me, Lucas Parker.

Whatever you are, whatever gifts you end up getting, you’ll find that time will make those changes less scary as well.

Have you been smoking something? Seriously, I think you're a werewolf. This new snarky attitude is a dead giveaway." "And vampires aren't snarky?" Kylie rolled her eyes. "No, we're pissy. Snarky and pissy are two totally different things.

When it walks like a saint, and quacks like a saint- it's a quacking saint." -Della