I had to fight the urge to turn on him and level my sword at the shrunken black nugget of his heart.
memories are the most powerful chains, 
The thumbs have been pricked, at least proverbially. 
There is always light," Morgan said quietly. "The star are always shining, even if we can't see them. 
Where was a boom box when you needed one? 
Of course I have a sly plan. I am a Merit, after all. 
I never start trouble, I assured him. It just usually seemed to pop up in my vicinity. 
Chapter Four : The things that go bump in the night ... are probably registered voters in Cook County 
Sometimes hanging out in pajamas with a good book sounded like a phenomenal idea. 
Take that back to the GP, Mr. Cabot. And should the urge arise, feel free to tell them to fuck off. 
Given how I feel right now, I can only assume that my giving you the same bullshit platitudes earlier didn't help you, either. 
For now, with his emerald eyes locked on mine, where I was going didn't seem so scary. 
You look ho-ot. Sure you don't wanna drop this vampire business and join the Pack? We've got better ... insurance. 
If 'just' is all you can give me now, then 'just' is what we'll do. 
I walked inside and paused for a moment to breathe in the scent of paper and dust - the perfumes of knowledge. 
I knew the point wasn't the victory, but pulling yourself together and crawling your way back. That was life. 
There's a reason they call it hopelessly romantic.And not rationally romantic?
Well-developed-thoughtly romantic.
It was so easy to have opinions, and so much harder to actually do things. 
You are heart and recklessness and fire. The drama just came along for the ride. 
It was a spell, thrown by Sebastian Born. Pretty fce, evil disposition. 
Food that good deserved undisturbed digestion 
And that," she said, putting the shaker back on the bar, "is how vampires make rainbows." - Lindsey 
Family. Couldn't live with them, couldn't run a stake through them. 
So that you don't forget the world isn't black or white," he said. "It's grey and someone tells you otherwise, they're lying". 
I am a vampire sex warrior, I thought, with much satisfaction. 
You're my world," he said, putting down the glass. "You're mine to protect. 
I'm glad to know you have a sense of humor." "I'm a vampire, not a zombie." "Good to know. 
Because we fear a zombie apocalypse? And we hope they're color-blind? 
Words have power? That sounds like you're into some Harry Potter juju. 
You are the vampire, Merit, now and forever. But sometimes the mind needs a chance to catch up with the genetics. 
The world has a lot to offer. There's a lot to explore. I like to take advantage of that. 
Jeff, I have a problem." "I'm glad you've finally realized I'm your answer, Merit.
That guy," Lindsey said, "is a douche. Asterisk, I hate him. Footnote, he can suck it. 
Are you ready for this, Sentinel? 
Friends in high places definitely helped- especially if you had enemies in even higher spots. 
Are we ready?" "You have your dagger?"
"I rarely leave home without it."
"Then to the Batcave, Sentinel.
Ditto, Ethan said, a surprising amount of venom in his voice. I bit back a proud smile; he seemed to be adopting a little of my snark. 
But night came again, because night, like death and taxes, was inevitable. 
He looked over at me. "You're a kid yourself.""Vampire since April," I said.
"Good transition?"
"It's had its moments," I said.
Give me a break, I'm trying to Gratefully Condescend. 
Phones on, and stay alert," Luc said. "And tell Jonah we said hello." "Lucas," Ethan politely said, "kiss my ass. 
The Lark Ascending"; 
Gabe clucked his tongue. "He's probably not the only one," he said, glancing at me. "Trouble does seem to find you, Kitten. 
First get the facts. Then you can distort them all you want. - Mark Twain 
I'm a reader, not a fighter. 
The best revenge is a life well lived. 
I mean, who does that? Who touches someone's hair and pronounces they have magic?" "Darth Sullivan."
"Darth goddamned Sullivan.
Write down the things you wish to remember, and keep those records close. Secured. It's surprising how much you forget as the years go on. 
Pec-tacle?You know, like spectacle but with more dude nipples.
You give me thirty-two inches of folded steel and I'll take on anyone you want. Merit
Why did everyone keep demanding "evidence" and "facts"? I swear, cop and courtroom dramas were ruining the good name of gut instinct. 
You need to stop flirting with me Shepherd or we're never going to get anything done. 
Do you like being teased?" I whispered."I enjoy previews," he said, the words confident, but his voice rough with arousal.
-Merit and Ethan
Give me something to go on, here. What kind of black magic are we talking? Elphaba,Wicked Witch of the West-type stuff or Slytherin-type stuff? 
Every time I breathe, I breathe for you. Every time I speak, I speak for you. And every time I howl, I howl for you. 
If you're going to yell at me, do it in English, please. I'd like to understand the insult so I can frame an appropriately pithy response. 
The juice was delicious, with the fresh bite and lingering umami of freshly squeezed oranges. 
WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS NOW . . . IS A WINEGLASS OF UNUSUAL SIZE T 
Sweet and geeky Jeff, lover of games, knew how to move. 