What matters is that someone—that you—know me that well. When a person can see into your soul, it's hard. It forces you to be open. Vulnerable. It's much easier being with someone who's just more of a casual friend.

Sydney: I like Latin. It's fun. Eddie: I can't believe you think we're the strange ones.

I clung to that spark of hope, nurturing it into a small flame that chased some of the shadows in my heart away.

Vampires. Honestly, they're like children sometimes.

Fortunately for Dimitri, I had his back.

By the way, my name's Rose Hathaway. I'm seventeen years old, training to protect and kill vampires, in love with a completely unsuitable guy, and have a best friend whose weird magic could drive her crazy. Hey, no one said high school was easy.

Did you hotwire this car?" I then rephrased my question. "Did you STEAL this car?