He looks like the good boy he's never been.

The first boy I fell in love with didn't know I loved him, but he managed to break my heart anyway.

She suddenly understood why she had let him kiss her in the diner, why she had wanted him at all. She wanted to control him. He was every arrogant boyfriend that had treated her mother badly. He was every boy that told her she was too freaky, who had laughed at her, or just wanted her to shut up and make out. He was a thousand times less real than Roiben.

Maybe it was that nearly everyone else was dead and she felt a little bit dead too, but she figured that even a vampire deserved to be saved. Maybe she ought to leave him, but she wasn't going to.

You're yourself," Tana said, grinning. "More purely yourself than anyone I know. And if you can't see who that is anymore, then see yourself the way I see you.

I'm afraid that whatever I touch is spoilt by the contact." "I'm not scared of being spoiled," Val said.

For me the curse is a crutch, but the con is everything.