Dude you scare me sometimes! You're all vampire superwoman

Kingsley, ever the joker, had his Venator mark tattooed near his unmentionables

She can't let him go not telling him what she was about to do. Kingsley...I can't do this. I'm coming with you.

A mind is like a puzzle; you must unlock it to read its hidden secrets.

One minute you could be getting a smoke in the alley on the Lower East Side with your friends, having drinks and dancing on tables in a popular nightclub. And the next minute, you could be dead.

Popularity was fickle and elusive, like trying to catch fireflies in a jar. You were either born with it or relegated to wallflower status according to your mysterious and unknowable workings of the universe.

Kingsley smiled his Cheshire smile. And without a word, he called up the white darkness - the subvertio - a spell that unlocked what could not be unlocked, that destroyed what could not be destroyed. There was a rumbling, a shaking, like the strongest earthquake, and the iron gate crumbled, and the path began to melt. the demon shrieked, but Kingsley just looked at Mimi the entire time. "Azrael...