What If Following Her Heart Means Rose

Plus, I Was About To Spend Six Weeks With Christian Ozera. He Was Sarcastic, Difficult, And Made Jokes About Everything. Actually, He Was A Lot Like Me. It Was Going To Be A Long Six Weeks.

When He Finished, He Drank From The Cup. Everyone Else Did Too, So I Followed Suit. And Nearly Choked To Death. It Was Like Fire In Liquid Form. It Took Every Ounce Of Strength I Had To Swallow It And Not Spray It On Those Around Me. "wh...what Is This?" I Asked, Coughing. Viktoria Grinned. "vodka." I Peered At The Glass. "no, It Isn't. I've Had Vodka Before." "not Russian Vodka." Apparently Not.

I Looked Him In The Eye. “i Will Always Love You.” Then I Plunged The Stake Into His Chest.

You Shook His Hand?" Adrian Asked Incredulously … “with All That Red-hot Passion, It’s A Wonder You Guys Can Stay Away From Each Other

Why Does It Have To Be So Cut-and-dried? In Your View, I Either Have To Hate Them Or Be In League With Them. There’s A Middle Ground, You Know. I Can Still Be Loyal To The Alchemists And On Friendly Terms With Vampires And Dhampirs.