Kitty need's a tounge bath

You. Me. Exorcist. -Bones

I might be the only chick in the group, but that didn't make me the damsel in distress.

His embrace was my drug of choice, and as any addict knew, one sampling was way too many and a thousand never enough.

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

...love him enough to give him this, even if it's at the price of your pride." (Annette to Cat)

I’d relived enough terrible events happening to cautious people to know that prudence wasn’t a guarantee for happiness.