Fang looked at me, hope in his eyes, and I smirked at him. I save the huge emotional kissy-face for imminent death scenes. This probably didn't qualify.

Congratulations. The fact that you're reading this means you've taken one giant step closer to surviving until your next birthday.

Reading is not work, not a chore, not a drudgery; reading is the most joyful thing, yet, in the world.

Ari felt like, Hellooo, I have wings! I turn into a wolf! Blending is out is out of the question!

WARNING If you dare to read this story, you become part of the Experiment

So there you have it, the extent of my charms: brown hair and eyes like unbarfed chocolate. I'm a lucky girl." -Max

He nuzzled my neck, inhaling deeply. “Mmm. You smell so good.” “Oh, yeah,” I said, smirking. “I call this new perfume ‘Le Jungle grime et tropical BO.’ ” “Dirt and sweat. Very sexy.