I'll do my bit tonight, but forgive me if it's a little harder to keep going than normal. Forgive me if I'm not superwoman after all." "Not superwoman?" he exclaimed, putting a hand on his chest in mock surprise. "You've lied to me all these years!

I was shaking all over, and it wasn't from the vampire. Memories have teeth, too.

I wanted to wipe the grin off his face with a fist. I resisted the urge. Who says I have no self-control?

Neal stood, kicking free of the clinging curtain. "I'll kill you." I drew the firestar and pointed it at him. "I don't think so." "She is pack now," Sylvie said. "You fight one of us, and you fight all of us." Edward raised his eyebrows at me. "What is going on, Anita?" "I think I've been adopted," I said.

I thought of several alec smart remarks, but you should humor crazy people when you're at their mercy; it's a rule.

Give a truly good person power, and they’re still a good person. Give a bad person power, and they’re still a bad person. The question is always about the person in between. The one that isn’t evil, or good, but just ordinary. You don’t always know what an ordinary person is like on the inside.

I've been writing stories since I was 12. 'Writer's Digest' was one of my writing teachers, actually.