“I don’t want to lose my memories. Don’t make me forget. I would rather die asElena, than live as a shadow.”

“Don’t tell me you don’t wonder, don’t th—” “I fucking don’t!” He grabbed her upper arms, held her in place, the raw fury in his voice a wild thing. “I made my choice, and I chose you. Don’t you do this. Don’t you destroy us.”

“Tell her we don’t bite.” “I don’t lie to my friends.”

“Most of those men don’t want to sleep with you,” he said in blunt rebuttal. “I reserve the right to introduce my fist to the faces of the ones who do.”

“I don’t want to be your snack, your chew-toy, your fuck-buddy. Find a vampire to sink your fang into.”

“Don’t run from me, sweetheart, he thought as he took the final steps to her. I only bite a little.”

“So the big, bad, and able-to-mind-control angel thinks you’re his. Asin ‘I don’t share my woman.”