A strange, warm feeling swirled in my chest, and for a brief moment, when I looked at him, I saw...safety

The question was which spell did I make? Which did I have time to make? The answer was eerily simple. I had time to make all of them.

You're better than this. Better than whatever it is you're going to do now.

Dorian used to watch you like a starving man who wants meat. Now he looks at you like he wants seconds.

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

Also, I didn’t trust any guy who used more styling products than I did.

What were you thinking?" I demanded once we were moving to the music. I was trying to ignore his hands. "Do you know how much trouble you may have gotten me in?" Adrian grinned. "Nah. They all feel bad for you. You'll achieve martyrdom after dancing with a mean, wicked vampire. Job security with the Alchemists.