I liked that about her. I liked how laid back she was, when she wasn’t trying to stab me.

I fell into that kiss like Alice into Wonderland, headfirst and flailing, heart pounding the whole time. The world spun around me and still I fell, and I only crashed down to earth again when someone called my name.

When mice run, cats give chase.

Wouldn't you be mad if I told you to give up on someone you cared about? Just... hand her over to someone who doesn't even deserve her?" Tod gave me a strange, sad look I couldn't interpret, and the blues in his irises shifted subtly for a moment before he got control of them. "Yeah. I guess I would.

Forever used to feel like a curse. Now it feels like a promise.

So could we please not mob the three-thousand-plus-year-old reaper like tweens at a boy-band concert?

Now if you’ll excuse me, Death waits for no man. Except me.