Hearing that I'd come so close to dying should've terrified me, but all I could muster up was a weary "This day sucks.

Am I the only one who has wood over that little vixen?

...you don't care because you're all that and I'm just an artery in a dress.

You don't have body parts there do you?" my mother interrupted. "I don't want to open the fridge and find a head on the shelf" Rodney laughed. "No Justina, it doesn't look like Jeffrey Dahmer's hideaway.

I love the Underworld movies because the vampires arent automatically evil, yet neither are they basically humans with fangs.

Oh, yes, that feels so good," I moaned, and instead of punching Ian, pulled him closer. Breath tickled my neck as he laughed. "I know. I'm truly gifted.

He leaned over and kissed me. A long, deep kiss filled with promise and passion. I loved the way he kissed me. Like he was drinking in the taste of me and still coming back thirsty.