Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts. Bones to Gregor

Miffed, I poked him in the chest. 'You think you know everything?' His hands caressed my back. 'Not everything, but some things. I knew without a doubt I'd fallen in love when we met. Then I knew I'd do anything to make you feel the same way.

I’m the only authentic Vlad. Everyone else is merely an envious imitation.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself, running around, not married, staying out all night. Ashamed!" "Ashamed!" my grandmother echoed. Good to know they still agreed on things after forty-three years of marriage.

Lucifer’s hairy ball sack! You’ve become a morlock.

He looked glad to be on his way and made a beeline for the exit. Just as he was out the door, however, he stuck his head back in. “I don’t mind foreigners. God save the queen!” he squeaked, and ran. Bones arched a brow. I sighed. “Didn’t hear that part? Never mind. Don’t ask.

Care to see your room?” -Bones Let me guess—it’s that smashed‐up car right over there." -Cat