But what I found most interesting was that Aaron had apparently found a way to pass the time without her. Beside him, holding his hand, was a Moroi girl who looked about eleven but had to be older, unless he'd become a pedophile during our absence.

That's pretty hot," he said. "Punching me in the eye?" "Well, no. Of course not. I meant the idea of getting rough with you is hot. I'm a big fan of full-contact sports." "I'm sure you are.

Are you sleepwalking?' A voice asked behind me. "I was testing dorm security," I said. "It sucks.

All we can go on is what we think, how we see the world. If you can't trust your own mind what can you trust?

Now I see some family resemblance. I was starting to wonder if Jill was adopted, but you two kind of look like each other." "So does our mailman back in North Dakota," said Adrian.

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

Love doesn’t stop people from betraying each other