“A good friend will bail you out of jail.A best friend will be sitting next to youSaying, 'Damn. We fucked up.”

“Hellooo.” I held out my arm. “An amethyst woman with blue hair is telling you this.”She reached out and scraped her short nails over my arm.I snatched my arm back. “Ow.”Not body makeup.” She frowned and peered at the roots of my hair. “A good die-job or you’ve really got blue hair.”For now,” I said. “I’m half Drow.”She raised an eyebrow. Dark Elves.”Uh-huhhhh.”During the day I look normal, like you.”With an amused look she held up her arm, showing her dark, golden skin. “You’re Kenyan and Puerto Rican?”

“Sure.” Olivia smirked. “Good ol’ New York Public Library. I’m sure it’s up to date on the latest Demons that escape through well-guarded Demon Gates.”

“Why did people run around in random directions when shooting started instead of literally hitting the deck to stay out of the line of fire? How stupid could you get?”

“Sometimes you know that no one can replace the person you love, and your heart will never be the same.”

“Jenn: Do you love him?Ani: Yeah, I do.Jenn: Then you can forgive him. It's not worth it to let love slip through your hands.”

“People like you are the reasonPeople like me need medication.”