The half-human was the hottest thing he'd ever gotten anywhere near. And he'd cozied up to a lightning strike once or twice before.

Next time you think of me like that , say my name when you come. It'll get you off even better.

To be denied was like getting shut out of a Public Park.

As much as we have free choice, absolute destiny is immutable. What is meant to happen does, through one measure or another.

I don't do farm animals. Can't stand hay in your leathers? Or wool in my teeth.

V had a passing thought that she used the word "anyway" like an eraser on a crowded chalkboard. She said it whenever she needed to clear off the things she'd just shared to make room for more.

It felt odd to realize she was frightened more by what he might know, and not of what he might be.