How do you kill a vampire?"-Mac "Hope hes not"-Barrons

He strips his shirt over his head and I catch my breath, watching those long hard muscles ripple. I know how his shoulders look, bunched, when he's on top of me, how his face gets tight with lust, as he eases inside me. "Who am I?" "Jericho" "Who are you?" He kicks off his boots, steps out of his pants. He's commando tonight. My breath whooshes out of me in a run-on word: "Whogivesafuck?

Keeping vigil over her are two monsters of very different breeds but monster just the same. Death on her left. Devil on her right.

A comfort zone can be a mental state:Belief in God is a lot of peoples's comfort zone. Dont get me wrong, I'm not knocking faith; I just dont think you should have it because it makes you feel safe. I think you should have it because you do. Because somewhere deep inside you, you know beyond equivocating that something greater, wiser and infinitely more loving than we're capable of understanding has a vested interested in the universe, in the way things turn out. Because you can feel that, as much as the forces of darkness might try to gain the upper hand, there is an Upper Hand.

I was adrift in a sea of questions and if answers were lifeboats, I was in imminent danger of drowning.

Gah, some chicks should be shot. Put out of everyone else's reproduction pool.

One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can't breathe around it and you realize you don't need air.