Congrats, bro. You’ve just sold your soul to the devil. Wait. You don’t have a soul.

The shapes inched closer. I gaped at them, trying to discern their features. “I think I see dead people,” I whispered.”Yep,” Aidan said, smiling. “More vampire jokes. You’re just fine, then. Once this is over,...

You haven’t told her?” Cass shouted. “You’re the worst boyfriend ever!

what’s meant for you will reach you in time, and if you embrace it with your arms wide open it might just stay with you forever and bless you with more happiness than you could...

No idea how you figured out the riddle, but you scooped the first prize. Congratulations. You’ve just won a vacation to a big, relaxing place called a grave.

Soul mates are said to be two souls destined to be together, programmed to recognize each other across time and space. I didn’t know whether that was the truth, but I was inclined to believe...

How could I persuade the in-laws I was the right one for their daughter when, instead of focusing on small talk, all I could think about was not to kill them? I could only imagine...

You don’t pack what you need; you pack what you think you will probably need, taking into account each and every possibility, and then add some more stuff…just in case.

And then I got what she was saying. In the paranormal world, everyone was your enemy.

I’m far from perfect- maybe beautifully flawed- but I don’t lie

I’m Kieran. You must be a hell of a thief because you stole my heart from across the room,

I can still feel my legs, thanks for asking. My back’s not even hurt that badly. Only as though I was just hit by a train.

I laughed. ” So, let me get this straight. You slayed the dragon, jumped over the moat, climbed the tower of the evil King’s castle, saved the princes, and rode off with her into sunset...

You freaking bit me,” I said, my voice hoarse. “You’re lucky I don’t call animal control.

We’re close. I can smell their faint scent,” Blake whispered.Kieran snorted. “That makes one of us. All I smell is dog shit.

In an angry fit, my mother had called him an airhead, who couldn’t find his brain even if it came knocking on his door.

Can’t you see, Amber? Losing you would be like a stake to my heart.

She’ll read your mind like nobody’s business.

I thought she wanted out. We should’ve brought cuffs and a gag.” Clare frowned. “What’s wrong with you, Blake? This is a rescue mission, not a kidnapping.

No, you just keep polishing your fangs or whatever you guys do in there.