…well just call me Hannibal Lecter. With cleavage.

A hysterical human? Who hadn't seen that before?

The sheer splendor of the sight made my chest tighten and tears sting my eyes. All the darkness lately made it easy to forget the world contained more than people trying to hurt other people. It had beauty, too, if you knew where to look--and remembered to open your eyes.

I do not understand this analogy," Mencheres muttered.

She's my kitten, and no one else's.

Wretched unfair, it is,” he remarked. “Of the three of us, I’m the one who’s always collected the rare and unusual, yet you two managed to snag the world’s most unusual women. First you, Crispin, with the only living half-breed, who then turned into an even more unusual vampire. And now you, Charles, have bagged a shape-shifter. Thought you were joking when you said Denise was the kitty. I’m simply green with jealousy

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