I'm Really Not Good With Impulse Control.

I Lifted The Lid And Found A Piece Of Bread And Some Water—and A Rat That Quickly Darted Off The Tray. Talk About Adding Insult To Injury.

Adrian Gave Me A Look That Said I Was Wasting His Time. "because Jet Sounds Badass.

You And I Have Never Liked Each Other, Rose. If I’ve Got To Kill Someone, It Might As Well Be You.

I Looked Him In The Eye. “i Will Always Love You.” Then I Plunged The Stake Into His Chest.

Love Is . . .” An Old Memory With Adrian Came Back To Me, And Some Of The Turbulent Emotion I Always Carried Within Me These Days Welled Up In My Chest. It Was Stupid, Feeling So Lovesick When He’d Been Gone Less Than A Day, But I Couldn’t Get Him Or The Ways He Described Love Out Of My Head. “. . . A Flame In The Dark. A Breath Of Warmth On A Winter’s Night. A Star That Guides You Home.