My Life Was Split By Two Worlds,

You're New Here, Aren't You?" Rolan Asked. "rose Is Visiting. She's A Friend Of The Family." Viktoria Said. "ah," He Said. "now I Remember Hearing About You. I Had No Idea Such A Fierce Strigoi Killer Would Be So Beautiful." "it's Part Of The Job Description," I Said Dryly.

Yeah, I Was At The Masquerade Of The Damned.

I Tried To Be A Better Person For Her– But It Was To Impress Her, To Get Her To Want Me. But When I’m Around You, I Want To Be Better Because… Well, Because It Feels Right. Because I Want To. You Make Me Want To Become Something Greater Than Myself. I Want To Excel. You Inspire Me In Every Act, Every Word, Every Glance. I Look At You, And You’re Like… Like Light Made Into Flesh. […] You Have No Clue How Beautiful You Are Or How Brightly You Shine.

They're True," I Replied Defiantly. "i Came Here To Kill You. And If I Can't Do That, Then I'd Rather Die." "you Failed, You Know. On The Street." "yeah. I Kind Of Figured That Out When I Woke Up Here.

I Said Earlier That Dead Things Don't Always Stay Dead. Well, I'm One Of Them. Don't Worry - I'm Not Like The Strigoi. But I Did Die Once (i Don't Recommend It).