I'd Sacrificed True Love And A Popped

No, Kramisha, He's Not Black. He's A Killer Bird With Evil For His Daddy.

Battle Scars From The War Of Good Versus Evil Have A Unique Beauty All Their Own.

The Problem, Of Course, Was That Turning Into A Monster Was The Brighter Of My Two Choices. Choice Number 1: I Turn Into A Vampyre, Which Equals A Monster In Just About Any Human’s Mind. Choice Number 2: My Body Rejects The Change And I Die. Forever. So The Good News Is That I Wouldn’t Have To Take The Geometry Test Tomorrow.

Oh For Craps Sake. You're Not Dying Again, Are You? It's Seriously Inconvenient When You Do That." -aphrodite

No, Zoey." Heat Sounded Pissed. It's Not Okay Here. Not For You." Well, Maybe That's 'cause I'm Not Dead. Yet.