Juliet Had It Easy; She Never Had

Things On The Essential List: Vodka, Nine Inch Nails, A Steady Supply Of Mortal Men, And An All-purpose Bitchy Attitude.

I Felt A Strange Fluttering Sensation In My Chest. Butterflies, Cardiac Arrest . . . It Was Hard To Say What Exactly.

At Long Last, She Gasped Out, "it’s Seth." "what Happened?" I Demanded. "is He Okay?" "he Ended It." Her Crying Renewed. "he Broke The Engagement And Told Me It Was Over.

I Found The Candles—atrocious Air Freshening Ones That Smelled Like Fake Pine.

Note Even Moroi Give Licenses To Infants, Sage.