You are so bizarre, even for a human." "Thanks.

I miss you already I don’t need to leave. I can stay. . . . Mmmm.

When you live for the fight, for the blood, the relationships you form are tenuous and easily broken.

The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow... Bella's Lullaby

Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.

I’d noticed that his eyes were black – coal black.

Nice girl who knew cars. Wow. I stared at her face harder, wishing I knew how to make it work. C’mon, Jake – imprint already.