Lili St. Crow

“If I need a reason now, Dru, it will have to be you.”

“You know how when you’re reminded of things, and you can’t shut it off quickenough?" Like, before it slips the knife in and twists? Like that.”

“So, Mystery Lady? What's it going to be? You're going to spend your short little life playing by their rules, or are you going to take your chance?”

“Goddammit, Bobby, break the speed limit!”

“My voice wouldn't work right. I made a tiny nod instead, because - how's this for weird? - I didn't want him to let go of me. He'd pulled back a little, with just his lower half, and I was afraid the scorch in my cheeks would set fire to the rest of me, because I had an idea why. Wow. Oh, wow.”

“Less speed, less strength, less stamina since I hadn't "bloomed". But I'd bet I was outweighing everyone around me in the brain category.”

“Dylan sighed. Some days he sighed more than others, and some days it seems like he did nothing but. He had a face that could have been on a Roman coin, and I'd heard his real name was something unpronouncable and Goth. Not like black-lipstick-and-angst, but actual barbarian.”

“When you're wrecked, that's the only thing you can do, right? Hold on to whatever you can. Hold on hard.”

“... I'd already shot a zombie. Maybe this smartmouth blue-eyed apple-pie boy would be next.”

“That was what "different" meant. It's just another word for lonely.”

“Do you have any idea how creepy that is, that you were in love with my mother and you're so....all over me?”

“Get to it. I mean, if you're wanting to beat me up, too, you'll have to stand in line.”

“People hate it when you call them on jackassery. That's a big fact of human nature: Not a lot of people want to be called on being assholes. They prefer to do their assholishness in the dark and cover it up with fancy words. Because they don't mind being evil - they just hate being evil where people might see.”

“What. The hell.”

“Doesn't it bother you? That I....well, that I wanted to....suck his blood?”

“I don't know who I am anymore." I expected the world to crack open and the sky to fall once I said it. Nothing happened.”

“Come on. Say something, Dru. Don't just sit there and look like I've stabbed you. Christ.”

“Yeah. Calm down. Two of the most useless words in the English language.”

“Nice, huh? I was just special all over the place.”

“I smelled like a really nice snack.”

“Boys. Jeez.”

“Jeez. Just over a week was all it took for my life to implode. It was some kind of record.”

“I searched for something witty to say, settled for bare honesty. "I want to pee.”

“No problem. First one's free.”

“It's dangerous and dirty and smells bad and--""Yeah, well, so is sex and drugs and everything else worth doing.”

“Come on. Keep moving. Your lips are turning blue." "Keep my lips out of this.”

“Why can't I have a normal girlfriend?" he asked the air over his head. "I finally meet someone I like and she turns out to be crazy.”

“You're not dead. You're too goddamn annoying to be dead.”

“I've been bitten, beat up, tied to a bed, James Bonded out, and now you finish off by choking a goddamn teacher!”

“His undies had ridden up into the crack of his narrow ass, of which I was treated to a full view of as he turned and tried to go as quietly as possible up the stairs.”

“Did you feel me up when you were tying me down?" "Um, no. Did you want me to?""Well, it would have been nice.”

“I even poured him a glass of milk. Call me domestic.”

“A Zombie. Okay. Whew. All right.”

“Little pig, little pig, let me in.”

“It's easy to get rid of people, Christophe. All you have to do is rely on them.”

“Oh, crap.”

“I'm sorry about shooting you.”

“Give her the goddamn Advil, Dibs. Jesus.”

“Whoa. Back up. I smell?”

“He was full of suprises, my Goth Boy.”

“Graves is going to shit a brick over this one.”

“Then, something meowed. No, Seriously.”

“Dru? Don't leave wihtout me."What could I say to that? I said the only thing I could. "I promise.”

“At least you're not being attacked by vampires anymore. That's something.”

“You told me it was us against the world.”

“Well, duh. You're cuter than she is." He said it like he might say, Grass is green or, Gravity works.”

“Three. Mouthfuls. Gulps, whatever.”

“The ice," Leon said to thin air over my head, "has now officially broken.”

“Why do you suppose Scarabus had to hide his sister?" I just knew I was going to say something snide. "For snacking later?"There were a couple of gasps, one horrified chuckle, and several snorts.”

“Get me some Midol, all right?"Benjamin all but choked. Leon studies the ceiling with a great deal of interest, a smile twitching at the corners of his thin mouth. While Benjamin looked ready to sink into the floor, Leon looked highly amused. I decided I liked him. "I think you should pick your own Midol." Graves even said it with a straight face, but there was a ghost of a grin quirking his lips......"Cause, you know, there's different types.”