The bond was so strange at times. Jill was jealous on Adrian's behalf.

Yeah. Rose." Jill sighed and stared vacantly ahead. "She's all he sees when he closes his eyes. Flashing dark eyes and a body full of fire and energy. No matter how much he tries to forget her, no matter how much he drinks . . . she's always there. He can't escape her.

If your eyes weren't open, you wouldn't know the difference between dreaming and waking.

All right," I managed to say, just before I crumpled to the floor. "Let's see what you've got.

You know, I might miss some of your witticisms when you’re gone, but one thing I won’t miss? Your overwhelming sense of melodrama and despair. It’s too much even for me.

A different word usually came to my mind when I thought of Yeva, though it did sound a lot like “witch.

As long as we’re together, that’s how we’ll be. No trembling. No faltering. We’re unstoppable.