Everything's about my personal entertainment. The world is my stage. Keep it up- you're becoming a star performer in the show.

I always love seeing what worries you. Strigoi? No. Questionable food? Yes.

Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one. "That’s what I was supposed to say..." he gasped out. Those were his last words.

Sage?" Adrian lightly touched my arm, and I jumped at the feel of his fingertips against my skin. "You okay?" "I don't know," I said softly. "I just thought of something crazy." "Welcome to my world.

Adrian sighed. "I knew you staying out of trouble was too good to be true.

Hope implies that you think you have a chance at something.

Your wit is always such a delight, Mr. Zeklos. I can barely contain myself around it.