Yeah According To My- Hey, Are You

Brayden Met My Eyes. His Were Hazel, Almost Like Eddie’s But With A Little Green. Not As Much Green As Adrian’s, Of Course. No One’s Eyes Were That Amazingly Green.

Rosemarie You Are Out Of Line

Morois Are Born..but Strigois Are Made..!

I Still Couldn’t Stop The Sick Feeling Rising In My Stomach. “this Could Be A Disaster.” “how? If Anyone Even Finds It—and It’s Not Just Sitting Under A Table Right Now—they’ll Just Have A Good Laugh At Our Sappy Talk. No One’s Going To Be Like, ‘aha! Proof Of An Illicit Human-and-vampire Affair.

What's Purple Mean?" Adrian Put His Hand On The Door. "gotta Go, Sage. Dont Want To Keep Dorothy Waiting