We break our huddle and Eight immediately transforms into one of his massive avatars. His handsome features melt away, replaced by the snarling face and golden mane of a lion. He grows to about twelve feet, ten arms sprouting out of his sides, each of them tipped with razor-sharp claws. Nine whistles through his teeth. 'Now we're talking,' Nine says. 'One of your parents must've been a chimæra. Probably your mom.

It's the little mistakes that lead to big mistakes.

I've been waiting a long to to meet you

Being in love is a very strange thing.

It’s ironic. At last I have my freedom. But at a price. Now my destiny is mine to choose. - Stanley aka Nine

I smile at her. "You're an angel." "Nah," she says. "I'm just a girl crazy in love.

She asks if I left a girlfriend behind when we moved. I say no, and she smiles, which just about ruins me.