But why allow someone to make a bad choice when a little information might engender a better one? It's hard to wake up and see the sun if the blinds are pulled.

He grinned. “That’s because pixies are ever-after. We’re magic, baby. Just ask Matalina.

Death and blood didn’t turn on a vampire. Fear and the chance to take blood did. There was a difference.

See, this was why I liked coffee. You couldn’t screw up making coffee. Even the bad stuff was good.

Welcome home, Rachel mariana Morgan, he said, his goat-slitted eyes holding a new, dangerous light. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.

"I'm going back!" I shouted, standing to put some distance between us in case I was yanking her chain too hard and she came after me. "I'll show him," I said, waving an arm. "I'll sneak in. I'll steal his freaking glasses and mail them back to him in a freaking birthday card!"

Was using “dead-man’s-toe” morally okay if the man’s relatives had knowingly sold him for parts?