And speaking of females, if I call you by one's name while my fangs are plunged deep in your neck, just run with it.

Those who betray me only do so once.

My mom could be really fierce. A regular Frau Badass.

Elizabeth, With my compliments. You will never get your claws into another one of mine. Rot in hell, Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, "He gave you his heart. That's so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.

There was French kissing, and then there was Cajun French kissing. Spicier, harder, wilder.

Two things that can never be contained? Velociraptors and zombies.

Lothaire:Hate scars. I'm physically flawless--why can't everyone be? Everywhere Lothaire went, people stopped and stared. Of course, then they usually ran.