Bullying is a horrible thing. It sticks with you forever. It poisons you. But only if you let it.

Because pieces of your heart clearly weigh more when they're sitting shattered at the bottom of your stomach.

A crease found it's way onto Joss's forehead. Because he was certain that Sirus was wrong. Girls were more complicated than boys. Girls communicated in a language that only they understood. And Joss wasn't sure at all that he would ever understand them.

She raised a sharp eyebrow at him. "Vlad, no offense, but look at you. If you're not a vampire, you're clearly the most anemic goth I've ever seen."... "We believed you. Because that's what friends do." pg267 October to Vlad

What are we going to blow up?" Morgan sighed happily and slapped joss on the back. " Kid... you just said my seven favorite words.

Wrong. Enemies don't fight with such determined passion. That kind of focus is reserved for friends at odds with one another." pg 69 Tomas to Vlad

Vlad had found himself longing to encounter those of his own kind, to travel to the streets of Elysia-that far away world, but after a while it seemed more of a fairy tale than anything else. Like Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, only with fangs.