It hasn't escaped my notice that you only compliment me when you're intoxicated.

Usually my form of turning someone down was shoving a stake through his heart while smirking, Gotcha!

You hold the ones you love close and fight the battles you can win, and that, Kitten, is how it is.

Licking Falls, Ohio, had its own set of standards. They were archaic at best.

Kitten." His voice was thick with something I couldn't name. "This is the part... where you don't have a choice.

I’ve watched you barely escape death several times, and each instance killed me a little inside. They may be dormant now, but we have enemies both cunning and cruel. Knowing you possess the power to defeat most of them doesn’t threaten me, luv. It relieves me to my very core.

Where are we going? You never told me." "My home in Romania." Wow, this guy wasn’t kidding with his Dracula fixation.