Too bad. Family members hit you by accident. Psychopathic whores tend to come back for more.

Are you in a suit?" I managed at last, my voice choking up. "You didn’t have to dress up for me.""Quiet, Sage," he said. "I’ll make the hilarious one-liners during this daring rescue.

This isn't a Christmas special! This is my life. In the real world, miracles and goodness just don't happen.

I certainly hadn't expected to walk away from today's trip with joint custody of a miniature dragon.

So they finally gave you the license to kill, about time.

What were you thinking?" I demanded once we were moving to the music. I was trying to ignore his hands. "Do you know how much trouble you may have gotten me in?"Adrian grinned. "Nah. They all feel bad for you. You'll achieve martyrdom after dancing with a mean, wicked vampire. Job security with the Alchemists.

He'd barely seen me coming, and despite the horribleness of what I'd just done, I kind of wished one of my instructors had been there to grade me on such an awesome performance.

Somehow, Sydney had an internal clock that told her when time was up. I think it was part of her inherent ability to keep track of a hundred things at once. Not me. In these moments, my thoughts were usually focused on getting her shirt off and whether I’d get past the bra this time. So far, I hadn’t.

Stick." I said in Russian. I had no clue what the word for stake was. I pointed at the silver ring I wore and made a slashing motion. "Stick. where?" He stared at me in utter confusion and then asked in perfect English, "why are you talking like that?