Is he Catholic?" her grandmother asked on the way out. He's a drug dealer -- so if he is religious, he's got incredible powers of reconciliation. "He looks like a good boy," her vovo said over her shoulder. "A good Catholic boy." And that was that -- for now.

You are so beautiful, he mouthed. But of course she couldn’t see his lips. Guess he was going to have to show her.

What... are you?" she choked out. "No sunlight. Funky choppers." he inhaled raggedly. "Take a guess.

And for all he had learned to bandage himself up on the outside, the wound remained just as bad and deep as the moment it had been made - when it became obvious that the one male he wanted above all others was never, ever going to be with him.

Perfect date material, she thought. A vampire with the social equivalent of road rage. ---Beth about Wrath

Word of advice. These have a kick, so don’t suck too hard—” Holy hypoxia, Batman.

I'll call you," Manny said. "You do that, my man. You frickin' do that." -Manny to V