Rose? Is that you?" I peered behind him. Lissa. "What are you doing here?" "What are you doing here?" She asked "Ladies, ladies" he said teasingly. "No need to fight over me." I glared. "We're not.

Roza." His voice had that same wonderful lowness, the same accent . . . it was all just colder. "You forgot my first lesson: Don’t hesitate.

People really want to set up these rivalries because there's a lot of vampire books out there. People want to believe we're all fierce rivals, and really there's just so much camaraderie with authors. Everyone kind of boosts each other.

Too bad. Family members hit you by accident. Psychopathic whores tend to come back for more.

She was right about something else too," Dimitri said after a long pause.... "That I do still love you.

Don't judge the past by the standards of today. It won't work. They're incompatible.

Would he have said he loved me? I would ask myself that for the rest of my life.