I did not glow with the thrill of battle. Cringe, yes. Glow, no.

I hate to say this, but not everyone seems happy that you’re still alive,” Finn said, picking up on the glares coming my way. “You can’t please everyone,” I drawled. “And you know how much I hate to disappoint our dear friends in the underworld.

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

I might be an assassin, but never let it be said I wasn't as gracious a hostess as the next gal.

My name is Gin, and I kill people.

I pulled the trigger twice, cutting off his protests, and Finn joined my lover on the floor.

The band geek has liquor?