Brilliant landing.. We´re trying to keep a low profile, and here you´ve gone and made it look like a meteorite hit.
I was sitting cross-legged in bed, trying without success to pretend I'd misunderstood the image I'd glimpsed. Yeah, right. Because Vlad had been between my legs looking for a set of keys he'd lost.
Of course he wouldn't hesitate before trying something that had never been done before. He was Vlad Tepesh. How could he fail?
I think Mount Everest is gorgeous, too, but that doesn’t mean I have any intention of trying to climb it
I love you, Kitten. Don't try to get out of this. We'll see if you love me when I pay you back. Even then I will love you, Bones called out as I stomped away.
So do you remember this place?" "Hard to forget." he snorted. "This is where you tried to kill me. You were so nervous, you kept blushing. Never had someone try to stake me who blushed so much.
I want to know all of you, Kitten. What you show me, and what you try not to.
Try not to think too often, you'll only hurt yourself
Why do these crazy vampires keep trying to collect me?
I'd address his way of trying to discourage Ian later. After all, he could have come up with something other than saying I was a whiny, smelly, trumpet-snoring bad lay.
You've got to try this," I told Bones, handing him the glass. "It's like Cristal and O-Negative had a love child.
How unconvincing. Try again.