Everyone wants to grow up to be a faerie princess. Trust me, It's overrated

The ratman froze, staring at me. "Why are you laughing?" His voice held just a hint of unease. Good. I was hoping that the vampires would come for me soon and save me. You've got to admit that's funny.

Still it might be nice, once in a while, not to have to choose between evils. Just once, couldn't I choose the lesser good?

I am a very linear thinker, so I write beginning to end. I write hundreds of pages per book that never make it into print

You fight so hard, so long, to cut someone out of your heart, but it’s not always your heart that betrays you.

To gain your heart's desire you have to lose some part of your old life, your old self. To do that you have to have courage; without it, you can't make the leap. And if you don't make the leap you have only three choices: You can hate yourself for not taking the chance, you can hate the person from whom you've sacrificed your happiness, or you can hate the one who offered you happiness, and blame them for your lack of courage, convince yourself it wasn't real.

I looked at Micah, who shrugged. I looked at Rafael, who shook his head. Nice that none of us knew why he was undressing.