Nothing he said could change what I think of you. I've had my mind made up about you for a long time... and it's all good.

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

No,''he said.''I was a Strigoi. I was one of them. I did...terrible things.'' The words were mild, but the tone of his voice spoke legions. The radiant faces of his family turned sober.''I was lost. Beyond hope. Except...Rose believed in me. Rose never gave up.

I don't know, but I think it's going to be good.

Blake smiled radiantly. ʺMay I call you Vasilisa?ʺ ʺYou can call me Lissa.ʺ ʺYou can also,ʺ added Christian, ʺlet go of her hand now.

I’m still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy ever will." -Adrian-

I’m sorry ma’am,” I said. Really, I had no idea what else to say. I’d spent the weekend caught up in an epic battle to save humanity, and now… jean shorts?