“His focus was all on Katerina, something crackling between them. Lust? Fury? Hatred?Oh, who the hell cared.”

“What about Katerina? Is she Head Girl?""Boss Cat, more like." Isabella wrinkled her nose."Where's she from?""Sweden," said Isabella carelessly. Oh, right. So Cassie's movie-star casting had been spot-on. Not that she could imagine Katerina ever Vanting to Be Alone, though. Who else was Swedish? ABBA? Cassie wrinkled her nose. Not a good comparison. "I can see her in a silver catsuit, though," she muttered under her breath.”

“For this lowlife to remain at the Academy while I was expelled is simply...oh dear, how shall we put it?""A crime," murmured Sara."That's kind, dear Sara, but crime can be fun and sophisticated." Katerina gave a thin-lipped smile as the other three girls chuckled. "There must be another word.""A disgrace," suggested the brunette at Sara's side.”

“That boy will be horribly deformed by the time he leaves this school.""He will?" said Cassie."From being twisted round Katerina's little finger so often.”

“Pretty?" mused Katerina. "I suppose so. She has unusual looks. True beauty, I think, requires a touch of cruelty. That seems to be missing.""Good," muttered Cassie under her breath.Richard shot her a warning look.”

“You think I don't know these ancient labyrinths? I know them all, in every city. I've known them for centuries.""And you're looking your age," said Cassie.”

“Oh, get down from your high horse before you fall off.”