Oh, I can never get enough," he said. "Which, incidentally, is what your sister said to me when - " The carriage door flew open. A hand shot out, grabbed Will by the back of the shirt, and hauled him inside. The door banged shut after him, and Thomas, sitting bolt upright, seized reins of the horses. A moment later the carriage had lurched forth into the night, leaving Gabriel staring, infuriated, after it.

You behave as if everything is funny to you, but you never laugh. Sometimes you smile when you think no one is paying attention.

Our souls are knit. We are one person, James.

The only time people turned to watch her go by was when she hurtled past them as she fell.

Is this the part where you tell me you're secretly in love with me? Vampire mojo strikes again.

Thank you,” Simon said. “It’s a joke, Isabelle. He’s the Count. He likes counting. You know. ‘What did the Count eat today, children? One chocolate chip cookie, two chocolate chip cookies, three chocolate chip cookies . . .’” There was a rush of cold air as the door of the restaurant opened, letting in another customer. Isabelle shivered and reached for her black silk scarf. “It’s not realistic.” “What would you prefer? ‘What did the Count eat today, children? One helpless villager, two helpless villagers, three helpless villagers . . .

You stole a boat,” she snapped. “What am I doing with you, you boat-stealing lunatic?