Blood for life. Life for life. Changeling justice.

Tell her we don’t bite.” “I don’t lie to my friends.

We fit, you and I,” he whispered looking into that haunting gaze. “Two broken pieces making a whole.

You’d make an enemy out of me over a human?” The word “human” might as well have been “rodent.

I want no blood from you--not until we're both sweaty and naked and you're screaming my name.

There's not much left inside me, Max" Sometimes, all she heard were echoes.

I might not be Silent any longer, but I still have the perfect poker face.