Bless you, daugher of man," Carter said, his eyes luminous and almost silver now. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and caught my breath. His lips were both burning hot and icy cold.

You said you were a victim. That's why...that's why ultimately, you and I aren't matched for each other. In spite of everything that's happened, I've never though of myself that way. Being a victim means you're powerless. That you won't take action. Always...always I've done something to fight for myself...for others. No matter what.

Do you want me to call you Celery Stick instead of Cupcake or Honey-Pie? It just doesn’t inspire the same warm and fuzzy feelings.

Dimitri should have been here with me. That's how it was supposed to have been.

Which is weird. But not the craziest thing I can think of Rose doing.ʺ I appreciated the support.

Culinary science? You elected culinary science? That's the most brainless class ever. -Rose to Christian

Eddie was intensely dedicated too. Adrian sometimes called him mini-Dimitri