How’d you get to be so good at this?””I had a good teacher.””Better not have been Myrnin or I’ll have to kick his predatory ass.””I mean you, dummy.””Oh.

He’s not doing anything he shouldn’t be doing, right?” “Like what?””Like hitting on you.””Ew. No, of course not. He doesn’t see me that way.” Michael shook his head and went back to his coffee.”What? You...

Clumsiness would be just as deadly an opponent.

Shane, honey, in Morganville, friends are the only things that keep you alive.

Yes,” he said. “I am sure. I double-checked everything after you went home yesterday. I even made a few improvements, just in case.” The first part of that reassured her. The second part… not so...

Oh, Claire,” he said. “You think me a far better man than I am. That’s kind, and flattering.” “Are you saying that you -“”Doughnuts!” Myrnin interrupted her and darted away, to zip back in seconds...

Goodness,’ Myrnin said quietly. ‘I don’t think I should be watching this. I don’t think I’m old enough.

Rambo was a Green Beret,” Hannah said. “Please. We eat those army boys for breakfast.

Gear up, Warrior Princess. We’ve got some adventuring to do.

Really?” Claire said, and couldn’t help but smile. “That’s what creeps you out. Waxing. You can take on vampires and draug and killers, but you’re afraid of a little chest-hair pulling?

Do you imagine that they’re going to issue me a citation…what was your name again?””Still Eve.””No, I’m sure it’s something else. That doesn’t seem right.

What could go wrong?”Michael’s eyes flashed to meet hers in the rearview mirror.Besides everything, I mean,” she said.

Sometime, somewhere, life always comes to a fight, and peace always comes to an end.

Michael…Michael got bitten. And now he’s a vampire. But he doesn’t remember becoming one, and that’s a big problem. So if you see him, don’t, you know, hug. He bites. He doesn’t mean it, though.

Claire. Wake up.” She blinked and realized that her head was on Shane’s shoulder, and Michael was nowhere to be seen. Her first thought was, Oh my God, am I drooling? Her second was that...

She was staring at you.”What can I say? Irresistible.’ ‘Shane, it’s not funny. I just—you should be careful.’Always am.’ Which was an absolute lie. Shane’s eyes fixed on hers, and she felt a burst of...

And now I know you’re my girlfriend, since you’re not afraid to demand community property,” he said, and pulled off the uneaten half to hand it over.

Any fool can kill. It takes genius to create.

It’s been happening since I was in kindergarten. Not them all the time, but other kids, you know. Every day. It never stops, and it never goes away, thanks to the Internet–it just keeps happening...

I wonder, sometimes, if your generation speaks English at all,” Amelie said.

I hate traveling with amateurs.

You’re just Little Miss Optimist, aren’t you? Do you come with accessories, like a glass half full and lemons to make into lemonade, too?

Faster!” Shane yelled. Eve hit the gas hard, and whipped around a slower-moving van. The firing ceased, at least for now. “You see why I didn’t want you to stop?””Okay, your father is officially off...

I’ll add it to the five thousand you already owe me, though.”He blew her a kiss, and she stuck her tongue out at him, and that was the end of the subject, thankfully.

In an insane world, sanity made very little sense. No one expected me to live, and therefore, I did. Always.

So, I guess you’re there at your new place. Hope it’s awesome. If it’s not, you’ll make it awesome, because that’s what you do. It’s your superpower.

Bad men skulking in the darkness have always been there, and always will.

He’s named you heir apparent to the Apocalypse. Congratulations.

I think it’s interesting.

Nobody’s cut out for this town,” Shane said. “Nobody sane anyway.””Says the kid who came back.””Yeah, kind of proves my point.

Eve: She told me last!Shane: Boyfriend!Michael: Landlord!Eve: Crap. Right. Next time you sell your soul to the devil, I get first contact!

Bathroom, maybe? Which is where I need to go.””Ooh, me, too,” Eve said. The boys rolled their eyes, like they’d planned it. “What? It’s what girls do. Get over it.

Why?” Eve asked between breathless pants. she wasn’t much of a runner either.”Someone’s coming” Shane said. “Shhhh.”Eve choked and strangled on a cough, and muttered “got to cut down on the cigarettes.””you don’t smoke,” Claire...

You’re always caring about strays and outcasts among us, myself included. You really are a very odd girl, you know; so little sense of what is good for you.

Wake me for the massacre, okay? Don’t want to miss it.

I hardly think there’s any chance of that,” Amelie said. “I doubt you have the capacity.

Now we’re in the middle of a three-sided vampire war. Which would be an awesome video game, but I’m really not interested in playing for real. I like my reset buttons.

Yeah. She’d manipulated the second most powerful vampire in town into taking her side against a psycho bitch-queen sorority girl. She’d talked rationally about putting people’s brains into computers. This was a normal day. No...

Moms like me.”He gave her a full-on Hollywood grin, and slipped out the door.

I always thought he was sweet.

More than your circulatory system?”Eve silently kicked off the stilettos and backed up.

A disrespectful young woman…something I was called more than once. Something ever woman of quality is called sooner or later, by a man who feels they do not know their place. As we do not,...

Must we argue word choice? Now?

Oliver laughed – actually laughed.”I like this new Claire,” he said. “You should work her this hard all the time, Myrnin. She’s interesting when she’s forthright.”Claire, possessed by the spirit of Eve, shot him the...

God is forgiving or we would not still be walking this world. But to be moral is not to need his divine forgiveness, I think.

Don’t play his game. Play yours.

Anybody else think that was weird?’ Shane asked as they got into the car. Eve sent him an exasperated glance; the three of them were, of course, in the backseat. Amelie had the front, with...

Hannah: What’s your plan?Claire: Go get himHannah: Honey, that is not a plan. That’s what we in the military call an objective.

Best to flee now, before the pitchforks and torches and scientists come calling.

Expendable was not the word I was looking to hear to boost my morale, but whatever.