Because, Cat, it’s the feminine persuasion that’s always the deadliest.

I want to know all of you, Kitten. What you show me, and what you try not to.

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.

Tate grabbed me, hugging me so hard, I knew I'd have bruises. He was probably unaware of it, not having had much time to get used to his new strength. I pushed at him, "Tate...you're squeezing me too hard." He let go of me so fast I almost staggered. "Oh Christ, I can't do anything right!

Don't squander what you have. If you do, you'll spend the rest of your days regretting it.

How about I let you floss with my jugular as well?

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