Life, unfortunately, doesnʹt seem to care what we want. Act now while you can actually stop it from being a disaster.

It’s Kahlua, Sage. Packed with sugar and coffee flavor.

And sometimes, if I was really, really lucky, he’d smile at me. A real smile, too—not the dry one that accompanied the sarcasm we tossed around so often. I didn’t want to admit it to anyone—not to Lissa, not even to myself—but some days, I lived for those smiles.

Speaking of Sonya...I was thinking of something earlier. Something Wolfe said." "Why, Adrian. Were you paying attention after all?" "Don't start,Sage," he warned.(p 211)

No one was normal, not really.

As far as we know, everyone’s right— Strigoi don’t want to hang out in Palm Springs.” Eddie became about one percent less tense.

Did you hotwire this car?" I then rephrased my question. "Did you STEAL this car?