Your dad would stake me out to freeze if I let you fall and hurt yourself." He offered me his arm, which I latched onto gratefully. "He wouldn't stake you out," I panted as we forced our way through the hard top layer of snow that was almost thigh deep. "He'd just shoot you." "Well that's a comfort.

Then, with an enormous rush of meadow-filled wind, the green candle went out, and my best friend died.

And kissing him is like sucking on alcohol-soaked feet.

How can you expect me to believe that?""whether you believe it or not does not change the nature of truth

I'm here because she's here, and she belongs to me. ~Rephaim

If you have good friends, no matter how much life is sucking , they can make you laugh.

He leaned back a little, not taking his arm from around me, but looking into my eyes. “You’re changing, Zoey. And I’m not sure what you’re changing into.