He [Iggy] started reaching for things around the table, and his hand landed on Total. “You’re black.” “I prefer canine-American,” said Total.

Yeah,” said Iggy. “But what now? Let’s do something fun.” I guess being on the run from bloodthirsty Erasers and insane scientists wasn’t enough fun for him. Kids today are so spoiled.

Fang, fang. I love you. I looooove you. I love you thiiiiiiiiiis much!

You really are a scary man,no really! If I had boots I would be quaking in them.

Because what’s worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?

That'd be just what I need: a rash of car thefts across America, committed by dedicated readers.

While carefully synchronizing our wings-they almost touched-Fang leaned in,gently put one hand behind my neck and kissed me.It was just about close to heaven i'll ever get,I guess.I closed my eyes,lost in the feeling of flying and kissing and being with the one person in the world I completely ,utterly trusted.