Listen up, Wanda. I know exactly what you don't want to be. But we're human, and we're selfish, and we don't always do the right thing. We aren't going to let you go. Deal with it.

It's easier to come up with new stories than it is to finish the ones you already have. I think every author would feel that way.

That’s why it was so impossible to tell him goodbye — because I was in love with him. Too. I loved him, much more than I should, and yet, still nowhere near enough. I was in love with him, but it was not enough to change anything; it was only enough to hurt us both more. To hurt him worse than I ever had.

Sometimes I think you like me better as a wolf." "Sometimes I do. It probably has something to do with the way you CAN'T TALK.

Let her see me clearly.

Just you wait till I’m a vampire! I’m not going to be sitting on the sidelines next time.

They call her my singer—because her blood sings for me.