No, no. I get it. You had to do it.” Kieran’s eyes narrowed. “Believe it or not, I’m a sucker for romance. Two star-crossed lovers who don’t fit in each other’s world. Kind of like Romeo and Juliet – just with fangs.

I rolled my eyes. I had just added jewel thief to my resume and almost got killed by some thug, and all my brother could think of was fancy umbrellas and tropical drinks on a beach.

Great. You want me to steal from the local thug. What a delightful way to die.

Cass had a few points but, really, a vampire? Who believed in such a myth? What was Cass suggesting anyway? That I grab my rosary and head for the nearest church begging for holy water? Line my door and windows with salt? Sleep with a wooden stake under my pillow? Hang garlic bulbs from my bedroom door? Why was I even considering these options?

Congratulations. You’ve just won a vacation to a big, relaxing place called a grave.

I froze all night. My back’s killing me. I want home, and I’m scared to death. But I guess the view makes it all worth it.” “You’re funny,” Angel said

What do you see in him anyway?” “He doesn’t leave the toilet seat up.” I smiled bitterly

Amber laughed. "What makes you think I'd marry you?" "What makes you think you'd have a choice?" "I'm not into bad guys," she said.

Kieran grinned. "You look good when you're angry. Now say the pitchfork line again with more oomph.

I'm sorry but I don't need saving. Maybe pour all that energy into a worthy cause, like saving the whales, or the Rainforest. I hear trees are being cut down at an alarming rate.