Most aspects of my training didn’t agree with me. There wasn’t as much bossing around as I’d hoped for, and there was way too much following orders.

Son of a motherfucking, ass-reaming, shit-eating, hell-dodging soulless bitch!

I had no desire to hear another woman tell my boyfriend how hot he was. If I wanted him to know, I’d damn well tell him myself.

So instead of ignoring the pain, I called out to it, reaching for more. Pain is part of who I am. It’s the defining characteristic of a Shifter’s transformation. Pain is what I suffer from...

There’s a good kind of crazy, Kaylee,” he insisted softly, reaching out to wrap his warm hand around mine. “It’s the kind that makes you think about things that make your head hurt, because not...

The moment the door opened I knew an ass-kicking was inevitable. Whether I’d be giving it or receiving it was still a bit of a mystery.

It’s the kind that makes you thinkabout things that make your head hurt, because not thinking about them is the coward’s way out. The kind that makes you touch people who bruise yoursoul, just because...

You’re Nash’s brother. And a grim reaper?” She blinked again, and I readied myself for hysterics, or fear, or laughter. But knowing emma, I should have known better. “So you, what? Kill people? Did you...

Sneak out.” He shrugged, as if that should have been a no-brainer. But that was easy for him to say. He was dead. What else could they do to him, take away his birthday?

Walking around nude in front of humans was not a good way to keep a low profile with the community. It was an excellent way to make new friends, though.

Until then, I would pretend my ankle was made of steel, like some kind of bionic joint, and that I could feel no pain. I was superhuman. I could do anything. But I’d take some...

Maddock stabbed his fried egg with his fork, and bright yellow yolk bled all over his plate like a sunshine hemorrhage.

Screw this. He’d blown his shot at nice-and-easy, which only left quick-and-brutal—my favorite way to play.

Not that I don’t appreciate the rescue,” Holt said. “But I’m forced to ask, in the interest of self-preservation … exactly how well armed are you right now?

How did you do it?” I brought the teacup to my mouth for another sip. “How did you guide Sophie’s soul? I thought you were a reaper.””He’s both,” Nash said from behind me, and I...

My hands wrapped around his waist, traveling up the broad expanse of his back, mooth and hard, and…”Give it a rest, already,” Tod snapped from somewhere behind his brother. “It already smells like sex in...

The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers.

Broke his nose.

I opened my mouth to tell her that everything would be okay, but the words melted like sugar on my tongue-sweet yet insubstantial.

Apparently the complete works of Shakespeare packed quite a wallop. To think, my mother said I’d never find use for an English degree. Ha! I’d like to see her knock someone silly with an apron...

And I met Madeline’s necromancer. His name’s Luca.” “A death detector?” Tod made a face. “That’s creepy.” “It gets weirder. He’s dating Sophie.” “On purpose?

Alec licked his spoon, then set it on the table and popped his drink open. “Okay, I may be breaking some kind of girl bonding rule or something, but can I offer you a guy’s...

Or has your dad changed his mind about that?” Alex sneered. “My father never changes his mind.” “Oh, that’s right. Your dad’s the sort who’ll bang his head into a brick wall over and over,...

Chocolate says “I’m sorry” so much better than words.

Just because Marc won’t touch you doesn’t mean I shouldn’t. Right? I don’t have that kind of self-control, and honestly, I don’t see the point in it. Are you supposed to be impressed by how...

What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only?

I’m saying that I can wait. For now. But when things get back to normal—assuming that ever happens—I want my shot. We can make each other happy, Faythe. I know it. And I’m done walking...

You think he left a big flashing arrow pointing to a filing cabinet labeled ‘Evidence Here!’? He’s a Stray, Ethan, not Wile E. Coyote!

Wow. You guys are like a broken record. Don’t you ever get tired of the whole ‘knock ’em our and drag ’em back to the cave’ routine? ‘Cause I swear, Cro-Magnons were more subtle.

When mice run, cats give chase.

Eastlake High makes Buffy’s hellmouth look like a crack in the sidewalk.

In the office, Michael sat behind our father’s desk, clicking away at the computer with his right hand, and making notes with his left. Ambidextrous freak.

I still loved Marc desperately and couldn’t imagine life without him. Jace was…something else. Something I could feel but couldn’t articulate. Something I wanted, and hadn’t been able to resist in my grief-weakened state. He...

I’m glad you think so. I’ve always considered my sense of humor to be largely under-appreciated, so it’s nice to finally meet a fan.

I’m not seeing a strong father-son relationship here, Alex. You two make Anakin and Luke look like Andy and Opie.

I want you. I want you so badly I can’t stand it. When you left, it felt like the world got darker. Like I couldn’t truly see anything. Couldn’t feel anything.

Tod’s pale brows arched halfway up his forehead, and he looked suddenly, achingly wistful. “She knows not what she says…”Maybe not. But I was starting to get a pretty good idea…

really knew how to have a good time.” According to Owen, we were all doing just fine, and all was right with the world.

Here, just like in my own world, popularity was power; survival required the occasional sacrifice of a damaged limb—or a damaged cousin—and alliances were crucial.

If I love you more than you love me, I’m as good as dead. Yet I can’t make myself take it back. I can’t just walk away from you, because every time you pass by...

I’m not joking this time. If I see it, it’s mine, and you won’t get it back at the end of the school year.” I growled, deep and long, savoring the feel of the vibrations...

You’re much more useful than any kind of dog, mi vida.” Marc purred and pressed me into the counter, his hands on my hips. I couldn’t resist a smile. I was a real sucker for...

You don’t want me to stand against the council. You want a magic wand, so you can walk around smacking people with it until everything’s just the way you like it. But guess what, Faythe?...

He was beyond gorgeous. But Eastlake High was full of pretty people who acted like total freaks. I blame the local water supply. Which was why I drank bottled water.

You bitch!”Why is it that whenever I draw blood, I’m a bitch?

So … will you stay with me until it’s over? Please?” “Kaylee, I would do anything for the girl who granted my dying wish.

You’re not lost, Kaylee. You can’t ever be lost, because I’ll always know where you are. And if I’m not there with you, I’m on my way, and nothing standing between us will be standing...

…don’t judge your future based on others’ mistakes.

I didn’t know if I could stop her with one blow. But I could whack the crap out of her.

When I was a child, all problems had ended with a single word from my father. A smile from him was sunshine, his scowl a bolt of thunder. He was smart, and generous, and honorable...