And Sometimes, If I Was Really, Really

ʺwe Need Someone To Get The Roomʹs Attention,ʺ I Said. ʺsomeone Not Afraid To Make A Spectacle—i Mean, Besides Me, Of Course.ʺ

All That Mattered Was That He Was Adrian, My Adrian. My Match. My Partner In Crime, In The Long Battle I’d Just Signed On For To Right The Wrongs In The Alchemist And Moroi Worlds. Maybe Marcus Was Right That I’d Also Signed Myself Up For Disaster, But I Didn’t Care. In That Moment, It Seemed That As Long As Adrian And I Were Together, There Was No Challenge Too Great For Us.

I Don't Remember You Being This Reasonable Before, " Lissa Said. "it's Because Everyone Has Different Definitions Of 'reasonable. ' Mine's Just Misunderstood, That's All. " Christian's Voice Was Lofty. "i Think You Must Be Misunderstood A Lot, " She Laughed. His Eyes Held Hers, And The Smile On His Face Transformed Into Something Warmer And Softer. "well, I Hope This Isn't Misunderstood. Otherwise, I Might Get Punched. " Leaning Over, He Brought His Lips To Hers. Lissa Responded With No Hesitation Or Thought Whatsoever, Losing Herself In The Sweetness Of The Kiss.

Okay, God, I Thought. Get Me Out Of This And I’ll Stop My Half-assed Church-going Ways. You Got Me Past A Pack Of Strigoi Tonight. I Mean, Trapping That One Between The Doors Really Shouldn't Have Worked, So Clearly You're On Board. Let Me Get Out Of Here, And I’ll...i Don’t Know. Donate Adrian’s Money To The Poor. Get Baptized. Join A Convent. Well, No. Not That Last One.

Because...beacause It's So Good, And There's Only One Chance To Read A Book For The First Time, And I Want It To Last. That Experience. I'd Finish It In A Day Otherwise, And That'd Be Like...like Eating A Carton Of Ice Cream In One Sitting. Too Much Richness Over Too Quickly. This Way, I Can Draw It Out. Make The Book Last Longer. Savor It. I Have To Since They Don't Come Out That Often.