We all love each other, Ange," I said impatiently, hating this whole conversation. "No, not like this," she went on relentlessly. "Fang loves you."......My mouth dropped open. How does she know this stuff? "Forget it! No one's getting married!" I hissed. "Not in New Hampshire or anywhere else! Not in a box, not with a fox! Now go to sleep, before I kill you! Oh yeah, like I got any sleep after that. - pg 35

Yes, I sounded like a pathetic weenie. I prefer to think of it as showing my softer side.

We're famous" iggy whispered so low that Fang could barely hear him. "So's Swine Flu" Fang whispered back.

Well, I get under people's skins. It's a gift I have, what can I say?

Blood City III: The Massacre. I'd read the summary of it online, and frankly, it sounded like the directors had just decided to film my life.

and I think that everything in life is kind of unreal, isn't it?

I love you. I love your smile, your snarl, your grin, your face when you're sleeping.