No Last Meal for you guys, either. Guess we have that in common.” Someone bust out the pom-poms and cheer for the team. Yay.

That's where you come in. I want into that guy's mind, and you need to tell me how to do it." Ad shrugged. "Personally, I'd just use a hacksaw, but—" "There are potential consequences and side effects," Eddie said carefully. "Like what?" "Well, worst case... he could end up like Adrian.

Yanking his inner manwhore back to the land of polite conversating, he forced his hands to stop

That human, he's a lesser waiting to happen, in my opinion--nothing less, nothing more

When Vishous pushed open the door to the exam room, he got a gander at the kind of seating arrangement that made him think fondly of castration.

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

There was both love and despair in his voice. He was truly handicapped when it came to emotions, and falling in love hadn't changed that.