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.

And, as Stevie Rae would have said, Kalona was as wrong as manboobs.

Hades was the personification of dark and dangerous--a living, breathing Batman.

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.

I'm gay. I know things.

Actually, the zapping light was kinda like Sookie’s fairy-light-thing. Do you think there’s any chance I’m a fairy?” “No, Z. Focus. True Blood is fiction. This is the real world.

People who are filled with hate don't know how to handle love.