Oh, God, puppy dog eyes. From a six-foot-five ancient Viking vampire.

Should I just bite you, and end it all?", he whispered. "I would never have to think about you again. Thinking about you is an annoying habit and one I want to be rid of.

I am self-educated from genre books.

I had never realized a woman could have to struggle to keep her hands off a man, but here I was, digging my nails into my palms, staring at the inside of my eyelids as though I could maybe see through them if I peered hard enough.

My gran had always told me that a woman--any woman worth her salt--could do whatever she had to.

Following Simon's adventures is like being the pinball in an especially antic game, but it's well worth the wear and tear.

Men! Dead or alive, they could be exactly the same.