He stepped into the house and, in the split second when he stood next to me and didn't look at me, I started feeling panicky. It was disconcerting how accustomed I was to seeing him in my house, and at the same time how completely out of place he seemed. It was like seeing the president in his old elementary school classroom.
Except that I was the reason Liam hadn't been back.
The reason he didn't want to come back.- pg. 67, Here Lies Bridget
"G," Tatiana stopped her. "That story you told us about our ancestor, was it true?"
With a smile on her face G replied, "I hope so. It's always nice to think so."- pg. 99, Mishap & Mayhem
Until yesterday, I hadn't really thought about it since Frannie brought it up a few weeks back. But after what happened with Lili, it's been playing in the back of my mind all day: Frannie's Sway is the only way. If she could use it, maybe I could have Lili -- have everything.- p. 222, Original Sin (Matt)
What he'd done was unimaginable, unthinkable. He'd broken laws he was sworn to uphold under penalty of exile, or worse, death. And executing a vampire wasn't as simple or as neat as killing a person. It involved a great deal of pain, and a lot of fanfare designed only to serve the power of the Vampire Council. Punishing a blood traitor was always an event. Punishing Christian Devereux would be a spectacle.- p. 134, Bloodspell
I laughed again.
But Dave shook his head. “I’m serious. I’ve been in a ton of fights. I guess you’d say it was kind of my hobby. And I never lost one – not one – till I came here. Will, I’m telling you, I ain’t never in my life seen nobody move as fast as Sharyn. Well, except for that Corpse the other day, ‘course.”
Some customers seemed outright suspicious when they saw me. "Where's Sue Allen?" a woman asked, as if I might have murdered Aunt Sue in order to take over her farmers' market stand.- page 102
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"Amanda," Dustin whispered as he sat on top of the toilet lid. "You don't have to be scared. Everything is going to be okay."
My mouth dropped slightly. "I do have to be scared, Dustin. I just woke up from a dream and found myself bleeding. How is this going to be okay? What if I don't wake up next time? What if that thing kills me in my sleep?" My voice rose, making Dustin's nerves bounce off the walls. His eyes flickered to the door.- pg. 168, Wynter Chelsea: The Legacy
Sam didn't need to watch any more. He had to get away. He wriggled backwards ever so slowly, flat on his stomach, and didn't stand up until he was deep inside the enveloping darkness of the woodland.- p. 77, The Long Weekend by Savita Kalhan
