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Aren't You Failing English?" I Asked. Angeline Flushed. "it's Not My Fault." "even I Know You Can't Write An Article On Wikipedia And Then Use It As A Source In Your Own Essay." Sydney Had Been Torn Between Horror And Hysterics When She Told Me. "i Took 'primary Source' To A Whole New Level!" Honestly, It Was A Wonder We'd Gotten By For So Long Without Angeline. Life Must Have Been So Boring Before Her.

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Aren't You Failing English?" I Asked. Angeline Flushed. "it's Not My Fault." "even I Know You Can't Write An Article On Wikipedia And Then Use It As A Source In Your Own Essay." Sydney Had Been Torn Between Horror And Hysterics When She Told Me. "i Took 'primary Source' To A Whole New Level!" Honestly, It Was A Wonder We'd Gotten By For So Long Without Angeline. Life Must Have Been So Boring Before Her.

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None Of It Seems Real. Who Knows? Maybe It Isn’t. Maybe It’s Actually Happening To Someone Else. Maybe It’s Something I Imagined. Maybe Soon I’m Going To Wake Up And Find Everything Fixed With Lissa And Dimitri. We’ll All Be Together, And He’ll Be There To Smile And Hold Me And Tell Me Everything ‘s Going To Be Okay. Maybe All Of This Really Has Been A Dream. But I Don’t Think So.

But What Are Loyalty And Caring Really Worth?" "to Me? Everything.

Then Why Are You Crying?” “because Of You!” I Beat My Fists On His Chest. “because I Love You, And I Don’t Know What To Do! I Can Solve Almost Any Problem, But I Can’t Solve This. I Don’t Know How To Deal With That. And I’m Afraid! Afraid For You! Do You Know What It’d Do To Me If Something Happens To You?” I Stopped Hitting Him And Clasped My Hands Over My Own Chest, As Though There Was A Danger My Heart Might Fall Out. “this! This Would Break. Shatter. Crumble. Crumble Until It Was Dust.” I Dropped My Hands. “blown Away On The Wind Until There Was Nothing Left.

Everything's About My Personal Entertainment. The World Is My Stage. Keep It Up- You're Becoming A Star Performer In The Show.

Because I’ve Got A Lot More Terms Of Endearment To Use. Honey Pie. Sugarplum. Bread Pudding," “why Are They All High-calorie Foods?

I Set Off, Off To Kill The Man I Love.

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Sometimes Talking To You Is Like Talking To Myself: Pretty Damned Annoying.

Hey, A Guy Can Hope. I Mean, It’s Not Impossible That A Car Full Of Scantily Clad Sorority Girls Might Break Down Outside And Need My Help.” “that’s True,” I Said. “maybe I Can Put A Sign Out Front That Says, ‘attention All Girls: Free Help Here.’” “‘attention All Hot Girls,’” He Corrected, Straightening Up. “right,” I Said, Trying Not To Roll My Eyes. “that’s An Important Distinction.” He Pointed At Me With The Pool Stick. “speaking Of Hot, I Like That Uniform.” This Time, I Did Roll My Eyes.

She Has Very Strong Ideas About Family - Ideas That Probably Sound Kind Of Sexist To You. She Believes All Dhampirs Should Train And Put In Time As Guardians, But That The Women Should Eventually Return Home To Raise Their Children Together. But Not The Men? No, He Said Wryly. She Thinks Men Still Need To Stay Out There And Kill Strigoi.

She Laughed Softly. "therapy Isn't So Much About What I Think As You Do." "then Why Do It At All?" "because We Don't Always Know What It Is We're Thinking Or Feeling. When You Have A Guide, It's Easier To Figure Things Out. You'll Often Discover That You Already Know What To Do. I Can Help You Ask Questions And Go Places You Mihgt Not Have On Your Own." "well, You're Good At The Qujestion Part." I Noted Dryly.

I Tried To Dredge Up The Same Reaction Other Girls Had Around Marcus, But Nothing Happened. No Matter How Hard I Tried, I Just Didn't Have That Same Attraction His Hair Was Too Blond, I Decided. And His Eyes Needed A Little More Green.

Also, I Didn’t Trust Any Guy Who Used More Styling Products Than I Did.

What About You, Sage? I Know We Don't Have To Worry About You Violating The Dress Code. Did You Have Fun At Your Alchemist Spa This Weekend?

The Only Thing True About What You Just Said Was The Storybook Damsel Part - And That Only Because You're Pretty Enough To Be One.

We Can Retreat And Retreat And Let Ourselves Get Backed Into Corners Forever,” She’d Said Once. “or We Can Go Out And Meet The Enemy At The Time And Place We Choose. Not Them.” Okay, Tasha, I Thought. Let’s See If Your Advice Gets Me Killed.

The Love In His Eyes Was So Powerful, I Needed To Look Away. Seth Had An Amazing Grasp Of The English Language, But There Were Days When That Skill Was Nothing Compared To What He Told Me In His Looks.

Did You Follow Me From The Party?" "yes" "i Didn't Even Know You Were There." His Dark Clothes Indicated He Must Have Been On Guardian Duty At The Party. "so You Saw The Illustrious Janine Cause A Commotion By Dragging Me Out." "it Wasn't A Commotion. Hardly Anyone Noticed. I Saw Because I Was Watching You.

Screw You," I Told Him In A Low Voice. "are You Offering?” "from What I've Heard, There Isn't Much To Screw," I Shot Back.

How Do You Say Goodbye To Someone Who Isn't Exactly Gone.

In This One Terrified Moment, My Mind Couldn’t Focus On Any Of It. “i’ve Forgotten Everything.” “no, You Haven’t.” His Voice In The Darkness Was Calm And Reassuring. He Smoothed Back My Hair And Pressed One Of Those Half Kisses To My Forehead. “just Relax And Focus." “his Reasonable Words Centered Me And Allowed The Gears Of Logic That Ran My Life To Take Over Again.

Hey." She Said, Looking Up From An Open Book Propped Up On One Knee. She Brushed A Few Strands Of Pale Hair Out Of Her Face. Her Boyfriend, Christian, Lay On The Floor Near Her, His Head Propped Up On Her Other Knee. He Greeted Me By Way Of A Nod. Concidering The Antagonism The Sometimes Flared Up Between Us, That Was Almost On Par With Him Giving Me A Bear Hug.

You'll Be Alive', He Pointed Out. 'that's What Matters. Enjoy What You Have, Every Little Detail Of Wherever You Are. Don't Focus On Where You Aren't.

Seth Laughed When He Saw Me. “hey,” I Said, Poking Him With My Foot, “be Nice.” “i Think This Is The First Time I’ve Ever Seen You Look Anything Less Than…” He Paused, Playing With Word Choice. “well-planned.” “why, You Silver-tongued Romantic Devil. That Is The Look I Usually Go For. Other Women Go For Sexy Or Chic Or Beautiful. But Me? Well-planned All The Way.” “you Know What I Mean. Besides, Unplanned Isn’t A Bad Look For You. Not Bad At All.” His Voice Sounded Deliciously Low And Dangerous, And Something Ignited Between Us As We Held Each Other’s Eyes.

But What I Found Most Interesting Was That Aaron Had Apparently Found A Way To Pass The Time Without Her. Beside Him, Holding His Hand, Was A Moroi Girl Who Looked About Eleven But Had To Be Older, Unless He'd Become A Pedophile During Our Absence.

This Is Insane," I Said Blankly. "i'm The Instrument Of An All-powerful Primordial Deity's Wave Of Chaos And Destruction." "that's Kind Of Extreme" Said Dante Jovially. "it's Not Like You Work For Google Or Anything.

Is Adrian Here?” “who?” “adrian. Tall. Brown Hair. Green Eyes.” She Frowned. “do You Mean Jet?” “i … I’m Not Sure. Does He Smoke Like A Chimney?” The Girl Nodded Sagely. “yup. You Must Mean Jet.

It Doesn't Matter. Take Eddie's Blood. Take Belikov's Blood. Take Your Own For All I Care. But If She Doesn't Want To Give Hers, Then That's All There Is To It. She Said No. This Conversation Is Done.

You Forgot My First Lesson: Don't Hesitate.

It Was Something Of A Mystery How A Couple Of Teenage Girls Had Managed To Escape Detection For Two Years, Especially When One Of Them Was A Privileged Moroi Princess And The Other A Delinquent Dhampir With A Disciplinary File So Long That It Broke School Records.

I’d Been Raised To Be Practical And Keep My Emotions In Check, But I Loved Cars. That Was One Of The Few Legacies I’d Picked Up From My Mom. She Was A Mechanic, And Some Of My Best Childhood Memories Were Of Working In The Garage With Her.

You're Burned Into My Mind Forever. There Is Nothing, Nothing In This World That Will Ever Change That.

I Can't Believe You've Been Here All Day And Didn't Come Visit. ", Tatiana Said. "aw, I Figured You Had More Important Things To Do Than See Me, " Adrian Told Her. "besides, I Quit Smoking, So Now We Won't Be Able To Go Sneak Cigarettes Out Behind The Throne Room Together. " "adrian!" Chastised Nathan, Turning Bright Red. It Occurred To Me Then That I Could Have Based A Drinking Game Around How Many Times He Exclaimed His Son's Name Disapprovingly.

I Haven’t Even Really Tried To Win You Over, Roza. When I Want To, I Can Be Very Persuasive.

I'm Like A Fine Wine. I Get Better With Age. The Best Is Yet To Come.

So. Are You Guys Here To Convert Me Or Sell Me Siding?

Keeping Love Buried Was A Lot Like Jeeping Anger Pent Up, I'd Learned. It Just Ate You Up Insides Until You Wanted To Scream Or Kick Something.

Wise Men Don't Need Concrete Answers. By Definition, They Need Wisdom." ~ Geraki

Eerily, The Coronation Was Kind Of A Reverse Of Tatianaʹs Funeral. What Was The Old Saying? The Queen Is Dead. Long Live The Queen

That's The Great Thing About Being A Writer. You Dream Up Amazing Questions... And Then Dream Up Even More Amazing Answers.

Piece Of Heaven?" "no, That Other Place I'm Going To Go To For Thinking What I'm Thinking.

Who Else Is Going?" I Asked. He Shrugged. "just You And Me." My Mood Promptly Shot Up Past 'cheerful' And Went Straight To 'estatic.' Me And Dimitri. Alone. In A Car. This Might Very Well Be Worth A Surprise Test. "how Far Is It?" Silently, I Begged For It To Be A Really Long Drive. Like, One That Would Take A Week. And Would Involve Us Staying Overnight In Luxury Hotels. Maybe We'd Get Stranded In A Snowbank, And Only Body Heat Would Keep Us Alive. "five Hours" "oh." A Bit Less Than I'd Hoped For. Still, Five Hours Was Better Than Nothing. It Didn't Rule Out The Snowbank Possibility, Either.

I Clung To That Spark Of Hope, Nurturing It Into A Small Flame That Chased Some Of The Shadows In My Heart Away.

He Shrugged. "the Same As Any Other. It's A Way To Make People Feel Better About Themselves. Everyone Likes Feeling Special. Being Part Of An Elite Group Is A Way To Do That." "but You Weren't Part Of It?" "no Need. I Already Know I'm Special.

It’s Kahlua, Sage. Packed With Sugar And Coffee Flavor.

You Forgot Another Lesson: Never Turn Your Back Until You Know Your Enemy Is Dead. Looks Like We’ll Have To Go Over The Lesson Again The Next Time I See You—which Will Be Soon. Love, D.

You Did Not Just Say That. I Have A Feeling We're On The Verge Of Hugging And Coming Up With Cute Nicknames For Each Other.

The Book's Always Better Than The Movie.

I Loved You!" He Yelled. He Jumped Up Out Of His Chair So Quickly I Never Saw It Coming. "i Loved You, And You Destroyed Me. You Took My Heart And Ripped It Up.

That's What I Was Supposed To Say.

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I Can Understand Bitchiness In Any Language.

Well, I Guess I Can Wait Two Weeks Then." "for What?" "to Ask Her Out

Only What?” I Asked. I Could Barely Hear My Own Voice. He Turned His Gaze Back To Me, Firm And Unflinching. “only… More Human.” And That Was It. All The Anger And Sorrow Vanished. There Was Nothing In Me. Nothing At All. I Was Empty. “get Out,” I Said.

You Should've Just Gotten A Kids' Meal.” Adrian Told Me, Pointing To My Half-eaten Burger And Fries. “you Could've Saved Me A Lot Of Money. And Gotten A Toy.

I Think Adrian Really Likes You. Like, In A Wanting-to-be-serious Way." "nope. He Likes Me In A Wanting-to-get-the-clothes-off-the-cute-dhampir Way.

I'd Never Expected My First Time To Be In A Cabin In The Woods, But I Realized The Place Didn't Matter. The Person Did. With Someone You Loved, You Could Be Anywhere, And It Would Be Incredible. Being In The Most Luxurious Bed In The World Wouldn't Matter If You Were With Someone You Didn't Love.

Everything Iʹd Been Taught About Eluding Someone Came Rushing Back To My Head. What I Wanted To Do More Than Anything Was Look Around And See If I Had A Follower, But That Would Have Definitely Attracted Attention.

If You Wanted To Remold People, You Had To Break Them Down First.

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