Sometimes, the loneliness probably got to be too much and anyone seemed better than no one.

Everyone at school seems to go by a nickname. Kat, Frosty, Bronx, Boo Bear, Jelly Bean, Freckles.

We can't spy on them if they aren't spying on us, now can we?" Warped logic, but okay.

If he had to have strange powers, Aden wished they could have been more like hers. That voodoo voice would have made his life a lot easier; he could have sent certain people (cough Ozzie cough) away with no memory of him.

Who is here with you?” “Don’t stop,” she begged. “Who is here with you?” he repeated, harshly this time. “You are.” “What is my name?” “Reyes

By the way, only a real man can accept his feminine side." "I don't know who fed you that line of garbage, but I can promise she's laughing at you right now.

He’d pleasured Hera and a few thousand others, and when Hera learned about those thousand others…heads had rolled.