He gave her an indulgent look. "I'll forgive these rash words for now." She sputtered, "Forgive? Let's talk about who should be forgiving who.""Whom," he corrected."Shut up! I'm in the right here. Remember all those things you did to me?"

My looks had gone from well-kempt cheerleader to apocalyptic disasterpiece.

Never run from one such as me, female. You will no’ get away - and we like it.

I often help others discover the outer limits of their hatred. It’s a talent of mine.

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

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

Remember my titles? I don't get poisoned,I do the poisoning.I'm the princess of it.