Only desperation would allow you to change from raging bull to charming monkey so quickly.

On her bad days, she felt like a dead albatross would be more appropriate headgear for her, suiting her mood and her apparent role in life.

Some people carry their life in a glass of water and splash it on everyone they meet.

The La Brea Tar Pits of asshole-ism." Noah pressed his lips into a thin line and gave a mock sympathetic nod. "They claim many each year.

Dinner, as friends. Where I don't expect you to pay or hold doors and you don't expect make-up or sex." "I'll be rude, and you'll be purposely homely. It'll be magical," Noah laughed.

Gripping his hand, she shook. “The name’s Neve, not damsel in distress.

Talk later." Prophet kissed the side of his neck. "Fuck, then sleep, then fuck again, then pack." "Good itinerary.

Why don't you wear those tiny shorts when you run, like they do in the movies?" His voice was low and sexy, and he knew it."Because I'm not in a movie. I know it's confusing, since you obviously live 'The Saxon Show' day and night, but some of us want to live a boring, old, normal high school life, you know?

Danny smiled sweetly. “I’m an Aquarius who enjoys long walks on the beach and playing in the blood of my enemies.

The guy had guts—I had to give him that. Later on I was hoping for a first-hand look at them.