“Kyle took a deep breath, like he had picked up on the question I hadn't asked. That was one of the differences between him and Jason: Kyle always gave just as much weight and consideration to the things I didn't say as to the things I did.”

“That ones yours,huh?"he asked,pointing to 3A."How come it just says 'Kyle'?Doesnt he have a last name?""Kyle wants to be a rock star,"Simon said,heading down the stairs."I think his working the one-name thing.Like Rihanna.”

“Aimee pulled him to a stop. "Thank you, Xedrix. I really appreciate this.""Really wish I could say the same. Damn bears, getting demons killed. What did we ever do to you?"Kyle let out a nervous half-laugh. "Well, you did try to eat me."Xedrix scoffed. "Man up, Kyle. We only took one small bite.”

“Kyle took it without thanks. “I have to get to that church. He needs me today. I just know it.”

“I don't know which one is the real you," I said. "Are you more like Kyle the dick or Kyle the good guy?”

“Why did you ask me to live with you? Werewolves hate vampires.”“I don’t,” said Kyle.” I’m not too fond of their kind, though.” He jabbed a finger at Jace. “They think they’re better than everyone else.”“No,” said Jace. “I think I’m better than everyone else. An opinion that has been backed up with ample evidence.”Kyle looked at Simon. “Does he always talk like this?”“Yes.”