Christ on a cracker. You raped Achilles!

The problem, of course, was that turning into a monster was the brighter of my two choices. Choice Number 1: I turn into a vampyre, which equals a monster in just about any human’s mind. Choice Number 2: My body rejects the Change and I die. Forever. So the good news is that I wouldn’t have to take the geometry test tomorrow.

He's waiting for yu, young queen.' Shocked, I stared at Seoras. 'Heath?' The Warrior's look was wise and understanding - his voice gentle. 'Aye, yur Heath probably does await you somewhere in the future, but it is of your Guardian I speak.

A sense of belonging is not physical. We cant find it by changing where we live or what we do. We have to carry it within us

If its got tires or testicles it's going to give you trouble

when the thrill of his body fades or changes, and the difficulties of pledging yourself to only one person surface, kindness will be the balm that soothes the wounds of life.

Maybe she was drunk - the woman never could drink. One little sniff of tequila and she was off into some blonde la-la land.