For my own good. Anytime anyone had ever used those words to me, they hadn't had the slightest clue what ‘my own good’ truly was

You're impossible," he murmured. "But you're worth it.

God? Nope." requel's smile told me she was joking around to make this easier for me "santa clause? No again.

But you have nothing better to do with your time than harass us, do you? Go back to ruling the universe from Mount Olympus or whatever else it is you mongrels do.

But do you want this? It's not much of a life. Don't you see? It's the first life I've had in four hundred years. With you--in the only way that matters--I'm alive again.

Poor Lucas, always trying to protect me from danger. He’d never guessed that I was the dangerous one.

It wasn't badass. I don't really do badass.