How does it feel, MacKayla? You have a piece of me in your mouth. Would you like another?

I love books, by the way, way more than movies. Movies tell you what to think. A good book lets you choose a few thoughts for yourself.

Born in a generation that thinks cynical and disenchanted is cool, sometimes I'm a little off the beaten track.

I'd never been turned on by the Ken doll—even before I looked down his pants and saw what was missing.

Propping the mirror against the wall near the door, he waved a hand at it and clipped, "Drustan: Cian MacKeltar. Cian: Drustan MacKeltar." "Dageus," Drustan's voice was soft as velvet, never a good sign, "why are you introducing me to a mirror?

I wondered what one wore to visit a vampire. The chic red sweater set didn't go so well with my darker hair, and I was afraid it might be construed as a flirtatious invitation to color me bloodier.

It's not my fault who I am. The only think that's my fault is what I choose to do