I hate the vamp jobs. They think they're so suave. It's not enough for them to slaughter and eat you like a zombie would. No, they want to be all sexy, too. And trust me: vampires? Not. Sexy.
I have been stuck in the business of books for so long, I forgot how much fun being a part of a story can be.
I wanted more time with the books. I wanted to spend the day in a quiet corner, sitting against a window, lost in words and worlds I had never been given access to.
Yo soy carne muerta. Translation: I am dead meat.
Silver knives! Painful and sometimes deadly to all paranormals!' 'Tasey!' I counterd 'Hot pink and sparkly!
You carry too much hope, and it will canker in your soul like an infection.
