It's okay," I said soothingly. "You're just getting your stride back. Once you're up to full power, I'll go crack a rib or something so we can test it." She groaned. "The horrible part is that I don't think you're joking.

And sometimes, if I was really, really lucky, he’d smile at me. A real smile, too—not the dry one that accompanied the sarcasm we tossed around so often. I didn’t want to admit it to anyone—not to Lissa, not even to myself—but some days, I lived for those smiles.

Yeah, that’s exactly what I want. To help my girlfriend get her old boyfriend back.

As long as we’re together, that’s how we’ll be. No trembling. No faltering. We’re unstoppable.

The greatest and most powerful revolutions often start very quietly, hidden in the shadows. Remember that.

It was something of a mystery how a couple of teenage girls had managed to escape detection for two years, especially when one of them was a privileged Moroi princess and the other a delinquent dhampir with a disciplinary file so long that it broke school records.

If we could manage any sort of trust again... Well. That would make me happier than you can imagine