Jenna Black quotes:

If Anderson was the good cop, and Blake was the bad cop, Jamaal was the complete psycho cop.

Anderson sent me to give you this he said. I believe the subtext was kiss and makeup. This time I was sure I made a face. "I rather kiss a copperhead." I grabbed the envelop from his hand. He laughed and held up his hands in surrender. Don't worry. It was only a figure of speech.

Surprisingly, fainting sounded like a really good idea. If I fainted, I'd be unconscious, so I wouldn't have to see the impossible anymore, nor would I have to feel so dizzy and sick. Than maybe when I woke up, all of this would go away and I'd find it was all just a bad dream. The mist started to turn dark around the edges.....For the record: fainting sucks.

Sleep was the greatest invention in the history of mankind. When I was sleeping, I wasn't feeling guilty, or miserable, or sad.

Frustration and I have become good friends. And like any friend who's a bad influence, frustration sometimes makes me do things that are, in retrospect, stupid. - Sirensong

I can see why you opted out of Knight training," I countered. "They'd have "?accidentally' killed you before you made it to adulthood.

I figured we'd be too busy running for our lives than for him to make a move anyway. (Dana)

There is no lock strong enough nor wall thick enough to keep Death out," he murmured, his lips close to my ear so that I could feel the puff of his breath against my skin. The ends of a couple of his braids had found their way under the collar of my flannel night-shirt and tickled the base of my neck. "Are you speaking literally or metaphorically?

I picked up my mocha and stood. The cup was still almost half-full, but I didn't want it anymore. Besides, it was now luke-warm. Which meant I didn't have to worry if it was scalding him when I tossed the remains in Ethan's face.I think Finn might have craked a smileas he held the door open for me, but I wasn't sure.

To make things just that much more interesting, the changes can't be captured on camera, so anyone who doesn't see them firsthand thinks it's all some mass hallucination.

So all you want is a kiss?" I asked. A little voice in my head said I was heading for one of those slippery slopes. I told the little voice to shut up. "Well, maybe more than one. But basically, yeah.

That was one of the bravest, stupidest things you've ever done," he said into my hair. "You just scared ten years off my life." I let out a little laugh, adrenaline still pumping through my system. "You're immortal, dummy." "I was before I met you," he quipped.

Of course the fall semester didn't start for another eight weeks or so. There was always a chance we were both being overly optimistic in thinking I'd be alive when it rolled around.

In the battle between logic and crazy, crazy always wins.