She smacked him so hard his momma felt it.

Right. That’s the end of the line for you tonight. You’re going home, I’m seeing you safe inside, and I’m going home to hide in a closet until this blows over. I suggest you do the same.

It's not just a miracle; it's a miracle with chocolate. Best kind.

Michael patted him on the shoulder. “I like this plan,” he said. “You and Eve, picking up cake and flowers, and you can’t even say a word. Should be tons of fun.” Shane almost choked, and gave Michael a sideways glare. Michael sent him a hundred-watt smile in return—no fangs, which was probably for the best.

I am sorry my decisions do not meet with your approval, but nevertheless, they are mine, and the consequences are also mine.

Hello! Your dear father is unfortunately very dead," he called. "And you said my dispersal system would never work!

bite me. oh wait, you can't from way out there." - eve