You look too pretty to be useful." "Truer words were never spoken.

My mind... It's who I am. I think I'd rather suffer any other injury in the world than have my mind tampered with.

God,” I moaned. “Do they use that stuff as rocket fuel?” “No one made you keep drinking it.” “Hey, don’t get preachy. Besides, I had to be polite.” “Sure,” she said.

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

Propriety's never been Adrian's strong suit.

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

Then, as one hand tightened on me and his other ran gently over my hair, I noticed something. He didn't smell right.