I staggered backward-her one hand gripping my shoulder, the other still holding my wrists behind her-and she followed until my back hit the wall.

Hate is all that keeps us alive when love is gone. You’re almost there. Not quite ready to let it go yet.

Teens like a lot of the same things adults do: smart people doing amazing things against awful odds.

I pushed him away, catching Lee's awe that I was not only standing with a demon outside a circle, but that Al was treating me like an equal. Or maybe a favorite pet, I amended as Al caught me when I started to tilt.

Puppy presents on the rug. This sucked.

You!” she said, stepping forward with a vehement expression and her finger pointed. Heart pounding, I pressed into Al. Funny how he seemed so much safer now. (Newt, Rachel and Al)

But I knew Nick. He was too ugly to die.