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...

Myrnin, who hadn’t said much, suddenly reached out and wrapped his arms around her. She stiffened, shocked, and for a panicked second wondered whether he’d suddenly decided to snack on her neck… but it was...

Does it give you deja voodoo how alike the houses are?””That’s deja vu, and I hate you right now.””For narcing on you to your mom? Wait until you hear what I tell your dad.”From the...

That’s not trouble; that’s fail. Tell me that isn’t all the whites. Like, Michael’s and Shane’s, too.””All the whites,” Claire said, and held up the guilty red sock. “Yours?””Oh, damn.” Eve snatched it out of...

I think it’s interesting.

If you see Myrnin, tell him I said I want my slow cooker back.””Your- You let him borrow something you put food in?”Hannah’s smile disappeared. “Why?””Um, never mind. I’ll make sure it gets disinfected before...

Dear girls, I can let anyone get hurt because in my world, my safety and well-being come first.

There are always a few, Claire, who like being told what to do instead of being required to think. And those are the ones you should fear. That goes equally for humans, I’m afraid. Critical...

Welcome,” Vassily said, and smiled. He showed teeth. “To Immortal Battles. We don’t fight to the death — we fight beyond death, in the world’s most dangerous sport.

Here,” Myrnin said, his voice still gentle and low. “Amelie said you had to work. No one said you had to work alone.” He picked up the next part and slotted it in, took the...

I’m so glad you’re okay.””So, how do we celebrate my okayness? It’s my day off. Let’s go crazy. Glow-in-the-dark bowling?””No””I’ll let you use the kiddie ball.””Shut up. I do NOT need the kiddie ball.””The way...

I’m still alive. And I’m still fabulous.

Okay, no, I’m not, but right now let’s pretend I am.

Morely: You’re trying to make me [i]Amelie[/i] Oliver: Goodness, no. You’d look terrible in a skirt

Next time we commit crime, we’ll make sure to include him.

Stop using him, and start protecting him. I know he thinks he doesn’t need it, but sometimes he does. Sometimes we all do.

Amelie seemed to focus on her again. For a few seconds she regarded her, frowning, and then smiled just a little. “So I recall,” she said. “Not all wars are waged with bullets and swords,...

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...

He was a nice guy, middle-aged, a little tired, like most doctors usually seemed to be, but he just nodded and said, “Let me take a look at him. Shane?””I’m not dropping my pants,” Shane...

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.

Let’s say she’s a friend of the family.

Jeez, Claire. If I didn’t love you, you’d scare me.

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 hate traveling with amateurs.

Myrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, “Don’t do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.

She was almost at the top of the steps, and Shane was right behind her, when she heard Myrnin say, in a quiet voice that was like the old Myrnin, the one she actually liked,...

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

Now defend what is ours, my partner.”He grinned … grinned! … and whirled to meet Myrnin in midleap as Myrnin attacked.

Now could you please ask these idiots to stop pointing their bullets at me? It’s terribly wasteful.

Must we argue word choice? Now?

Do be careful. I can’t replace you as easily as all that.

She can go with us to the lab and keep Myrnin pinned down while we pull the plug, if he’s not… you know, better.””Define BETTER with that guy.””Not all fangs and raaaaar.

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.

They did seem pretty serious about their mayhem.

I never meant it,” he was saying. “Never meant it to happen. Can’t stand it,seeing her suffer. Must do something, do something… What do I do? What can I do…?

What about e-mail? It is e-mail, yes?” Morley asked, leaning even closer. “E-mail is a kind of electronic letter. It travels through the air.” He seemed very smug that he knew that. “Well, not exactly,...

And about Shane, I swear, if he doesn’t snap out of it, I’m going to punch him in the face. Well, punch him in the face and then run like hell.” – Eve Rosser

You are so lucky I’m too tired to murder you right now.

I’ve got yours.

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...

Might as well go out flipping the bird to the powers that be killing us.

This is the biggest damn IPod I’ve ever seen,” Claire said, which made him choke on his beer. “Kidding. I have seen a jukebox before.

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.

You okay?””Fine.””Your heart’s beating really fast.””Gee, thanks. That’s very comforting that you can hear it.”He smiled, and it was the old Michael, the one she’d first met before all the vamp stuff.”Yeah, I know it...

Welcome to Morganville.You’ll never want to leave.And even if you do…well, you can’t. Sorry about that.

He started to touch the mechanism under the keyboard, then pulled his hand back with a snap.”Ah,” he said. “Must deactivate the security….Turn around, please.””What?””Turn around, Claire. It’s a secure password!””You have GOT to be...

Afternoons are hard. Mornings are pure evil from the pits of hell, which is why I don’t do them anymore.

I do hope nobody else here has any other surprises planned, because if you so much as think about harming one another, I will oblige them. This is neutral ground. Violators will be gruesomely and...

They came out in a dim, damp basement – a generic sort of place, full of moulding boxes. ‘You take me to the nicest places,’ Claire said, and sneezed.