Humans Were Always Surprising Me.

Is It Really Sick For Me To Be Happy Right Now?" I Asked. My Voice Broke Twice. He Didn't Push Me Away. He Pulled Me Tight Against His Ice-hard Chest, So Tight It Was Hard To Breathe, Even With My Lungs Securely Intact. "i Know Exactly What You Mean," He Whispered. "but We Have Lot Of Reasons To Be Happy. For One, We're Alive." "yes," I Agreed. "that's A Good One." "and Together," He Breathed. His Breath Was So Sweet It Made My Head Swim.

I Grew Up In A Community Where It Was Not The Exception To Be A Good Girl. It Was Sort Of Expected. And All Of My Friends Were Good Girls Too, And My Boyfriends Were Good Boys. Everybody Was Pretty Nice. And That Affects How I Write My Characters. There Aren't Very Many Bad Guys In My Novels.

Dazed And Disoriented, I Looked Up From The Bright Red Blood Pulsing Out Of My Arm - Into The Fevered Eyes Of The Six Suddenly Ravenous Vampires.

It's Like Pain, This Pleasure.

You Don’t Have Anything Like This. For Crying Out Loud, You Only Own One Skirt!