234 Quotes About Merit

Ethan nodded and fell in line behind Nadia, who trotted back up the stairs, her hair bouncing on her shoulders as she moved. Really— it was like watching a shampoo commercial.

Sometimes a girl needed breakfast that didn’t involve flax or wheatgrass or organic free-range cruelty-free whole grains.

I will goddamned see you naked under much more auspicious circumstances before the year is up.

Hey, better than the real thing,” I said. “What do you even do with a chimera?”“What wouldn’t you do with a chimera?” Jeff asked. “They’re like the Swiss Army knife of animals.”“Party in the front, business in the back,” Catcher agreed.That earned a snort and laugh from me. “Any animal that can be compared to a mullet is a good animal in my book.

You’ll be fine, baby girl. I know you—how capable you are and how stubborn—and those are qualities that Ethan will come to appreciate.” “Given time,” Catcher muttered. “Lots and lots and lots of time.” “Eons,” Jeff agreed. “Immortal,” I reminded them, using a finger to point at myself. “We have the time. Besides, I wouldn’t want to make it too easy on him.

You’re wearing your medal,” he said. I grazed the gold with my fingertips. “I wasn’t sure if I should, if it was dressy enough?” “You should. Consider it your dog tag.” “In case I get lost?” “In case you’re fried to ash and that sliver of gold is all that’s left of you.” Vampire tact, I thought, left something to be desired.

I lightly grasped the edges of my shirt and dropped into a neat curtsy, batting my eyes coquettishly. “Thank you, Liege,” I said, Gratefully Condescending. “You’re still not in Cadogan attire, you know.” I frowned, awash in the disheartening realization that I’d tried again, and failed, at playing Cadogan vampire. Was I ever going to be able to be good enough for Ethan? I doubted it, but faked a smile and cheekily offered, “You should have seen what I was going to wear.” Ethan rolled his eyes.

Sullivan, just pick it up.” He glanced at me, spearing a chunk of hot dog with his fork. “My way is more genteel.” I took another gigantic bite, and told him between chews, “Your way is more tight ass.” “Your respect for me, Sentinel, is astounding.” I grinned at him. “I’d respect you more if you took a bite of that dog.

My first few weeks as a vampire had been inordinately busy. Like The Young and the Restless, but with slightly dead people.