Rose, nothing in this world could make me hate you." "Not even trying to bring my ex-boyfriend back from the dead?

Well, well, well," I said. "If it isn't the people responsible for unleashing Rose Hathaway on the world. You've got a lot to answer for.

Me, I always wanted frost power.” “Frost power?” “Yeah.” Seth gestured dramatically toward my coffee table. “If we’re talking superhero abilities. If I had frost power, I could wave my hand, and suddenly that whole thing would be covered in ice.” “Not frost?” “Same difference.” “How would frost and/or ice power help you fight crime?” “Well, I don’t know that it would. But it’d be cool.

morois are born..but strigois are made..!

Abe swept in, resplendent in a gray and yellow suit that coordinated bafflingly well with Adrian's paint job.

One day she's throwing a book at me. The next, we're making out behind the library.

Most fathers don't threaten to disembowel their daughter's boyfriends." "That's not true. And anyway, that's not what I actually said. It was much worse.