No, Zoey." Heat sounded pissed. It's not okay here. Not for you." Well, maybe that's 'cause I'm not dead. Yet.

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.

If I can't have my own mate and my own children, then I can at least have my own kingdom.

But she loves me. Me. Just the way I am.

We are all affected by our pasts, but it is within our power not to let what we have done to dictate what we will do.

We got boobies!" the kid me said, gawking at my chest. "I'm really glad we got boobies. Finally.

Evil will win if good people do nothing.