Different time, different place,” I said. “Things can change. People can change.

Being charming is my hobby.

I think Adrian really likes you. Like, in a wanting-to-be-serious way." "Nope. He likes me in a wanting-to-get-the-clothes-off-the-cute-dhampir way.

...hot pink with a star done in rainbow rhinestones on the front. It was god-awful. I bought it.

Oh," he said to Kiyo, voice completely devoid of emotion. "I see. It's your turn again.

My muse is an ungrateful harlot who’s abandoned me to actually come up with my own plots.

What, are you doing? Aside from getting your sandwich cold." "I’m making a snow angel. Don’t you know what that is?" "Yes, I know. But why? You must be freezing." "Not so much, actually. My face is a little, I guess.