Kiss me or let me go. I don’t care anymore.

All I'm saying is that I understand if the novelty's worn off and you want to get off the carousel ride now before it kills you.

She doesn't even know how to kill things properlike? What kind of girl have you given me to, goddess?" Vic protested, fixing his eye on Nike once more. Nike let out a laugh. " Vic is a little bloodthirsty. You'll get used to it.

Any chance of getting something sweet to go with my coffee?” [Finn] asked in a hopeful voice. I arched an eyebrow at him. “You mean all those pieces of strawberry pie that you ate for lunch weren't enough?” “I’m a growing boy,” Finn said in a sincere tone. “I need my vitamins.” Bria snorted. “The only thing that’s growing on you, Lane, is your ego.” Finn sidled up to my sister and gave her a dazzling smile. “Well, other things of mine also tend to swell up in your presence, detective.

You're late." "Sorry. I was busy talking about my feelings and killing people.

I didn't know what would take my mind off the sexy Spartan, except for maybe a total lobotomy.

Let him look," he whispered and kissed me again.