I promise to tell you everything you want, but first I want something from you in return. What do you want? Olivia asked. I want a kiss, William said. You and I, we're making a deal of sorts...a bargain that we will keep each other's secrets...

I know you can read me, and I can often hear your thoughts too. Makes for an interesting relationship, don't you think?

I told you. . .you belong in a castle.

You're not prepared physically or mentally to pick a fight with a thousand-year-old vampire." he said. 'He is more cunning and far more ruthless than you.''Maybe I'll surprise you,' I said. . .

For a moment, I felt sorry for him. The pain and disappointment of his life hung about him like a cloak. It permeated the air, giving him a rank and bitter scent. This, I mused, was an example of human betrayal left festering, and I felt some compassion for the man whose life had been so disturbed by his wife's ambitions and dishonesty.

The expression 'three is a crowd' holds true for both romance and politics. A three-way race is a disaster, because it splits the ballots, making it almost impossible to gain a majority of the votes. It usually results in a runoff.