I was going to die, but I didn't have to grovel.

Then, when people saw you strolling around at high noon holding your rosary beads, they’d think, ‘Well, that can’t be a vampire.

More of that hair-raising energy rolled out of Vlad, until I was rubbing my arms to chase the tingling sensations away. Was this what Marty meant when he told me vampires could measure each others’ strength by feeling their auras? If so, then Vlad’s had Badass: Do Not Engage written all over it.

We had to play the hand we were dealt, all of us. Fighting the battles we could win.

I’m in, Cat. I’d never leave you. Especially when you’ve got death breathing down your neck.” “Very funny,” I retorted, since Bones was inches from my throat

Just because some of us make a mistake in love once doesn't mean we're doomed to repeat it.

It was ironic; he held her captive, yet she’d captivated him.