"Can't sleep with a dead man in my closet." "You killed someone?" asked Ben with interest.

Mine" he said. Adam's eyes narrowed. "I don't think so. She is mine." It would of been flattering,I thought,except that at least one of them was talking about dinner and I wasn't certain about the other.

She open her eyes and met his. The impact was so strong he was amazed that his figures continued playing with out pause.

I don't get mad, I get even.

Not that I'd really been planning on keeping the attack secret; it had just been an option I'd wanted to keep open if I could.

It's easier to dismiss ghosts in the daylight.

He was like Superman, but with fangs and oddly impaired morals.