This place is just too frickin precious," the cop said, eyeing a guy dressed in a hot pink leisure suit with makeup to match. "Give me rednecks and home-grown beer any day of the week over this X-culture bullshit.

Whoa. Fangs. She had fangs. She leaned in, prodded them a little. Eating with those puppies was going to take some getting used to, she thought. On impulse, she brought up her hands, turned her fingers into claws. Hissed. Cool.

Man, it was a good thing vampires didn't get cancer. Lately he'd been chain-smoking like a felon.

I was dead until you found me, though I breathed. I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came...and I was awakened.

he(Quinn)put his hand out to his friend. “I’ll lay my life down for you.With or Without that piece of paper

In the center was a tiny handprint in red paint.

All of us are taking the night off," Wrath said abruptly. "We need some regroup time." Rhage snorted from across the table. "You're not going to make us play Monopoly again, are you?" Yup." A collective groan rose up from the Brotherhood, one that Wrath ignored. "Right after dinner.