My Name's Jet Steele.

Okay," I Said, Clasping Her Hand. "i Swear It. The Next Time I Do Something Stupid That Might Get Me Killed, You Can Come Along.

If Victor Was Frightened By Dimitri's Threat, He Didn't Show It. His Jade Green Eyes Glanced Between The Two Of Us. "you Two Are A Match Made In Heaven. Or Somewhere.

Okay, So. You, Belikov, The Alchemist, Sonya Karp, Victor Dashkov, And Robert Doru Are All Hanging Out In West Virginia Together.” “no,” I Said. “no?” “we’re, Uh, Not In West Virginia.

Sydney: "you Can Be Jet If You Want, But We Are Not Posing As A Couple Again" Adrian: "are You Sure? Because I've Got A Lot More Terms Of Endearment To Use. Honey Pie. Sugarplum. Bread Pudding." Sydney: "why Are They All High-calorie Foods? And Bread Pudding Isn't Really That Romantic." Adrian: "do You Want Me To Call You Celery Stick Instead? It Just Doesn't Inspire The Same Warm And Fuzzy Feelings." - The Indigo Spell

There Would Be No Wedding For Me. No Bridal Hopes. Not With Seth, Not With Anyone. Those Things Were Lost To Me Forever. There Was Only An Eternity Alone, No Lifelong Lovers, Only Those I Shared A Night With…. - Georgina