I sat up in bed. My T-shirt was soaking wet. My pillow was wet. My hair was wet. And my room was sticky and humid.

So either your a vampire or a perv. Which is it?

The Sisters were Southern Baptist, and they went to church on Saturdays and Sundays, and most other days, too.

It was a promise she knew I might not be able to keep. But I made it anyway because I was going to find a way to make it true.

Teenagers. Everything is so apocalyptic.

So he's like a human compass? As far as superpowers go, that's pretty lame. You're like the Caster equivalent of Aquaman.

When she slept, she looked peaceful, beautiful. Not Lena's kind of beautiful, something different. She looked content - like a sunny day, a cold glass of milk, an unopened book before you cracked the binding.