Good God. Men Everywhere.

No, No. It's Always A Good Time For You To Call, Roza.

Emerald Green Eyes Studied Us From A Face That Could Have Been Sculpted By One Of The Classical Artists I So Admired. Shocked, I Dismissed The Comparison As Soon As It Popped Into My Head. This Was A Vampire, After All. It Was Ridiculous To Admire Him The Way I Would Some Hot Human Guy.

A Strange, Warm Feeling Swirled In My Chest, And For A Brief Moment, When I Looked At Him, I Saw...safety

This Isn't A Christmas Special! This Is My Life. In The Real World, Miracles And Goodness Just Don't Happen.

I Don't Think Most People Take Honest Well. They Prefer The Games. They Want To Believe The Pretty Lies.