My looks had gone from well-kempt cheerleader to apocalyptic disasterpiece.
I got nothing. Even the spies I'm spying on who are spying on other spies got nothing.
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.
Never run from one such as me, female. You will no’ get away - and we like it.
Remember my titles? I don't get poisoned,I do the poisoning.I'm the princess of it.
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.