You Dont Know How Hard It Was

But If You Ever Bring Her Back Damaged Again - And I Don't Care Whose Fault It Is; I Don't Care If She Merely Trips, Or If A Meteor Falls Out Of The Sky And Hits Her In The Head - If You Return Her To Me In Less Than The Perfect Condition That I Left Her In, You Will Be Running With Three Legs. Do You Understand That, Mongrel?

This Love Was Tricky...was It Simply Better Somehow? Because These Humans Could Hate With So Much Fury, Was The Other End Of The Spectrum That They Could Love With More Heart And Zeal And Fire?

Saving Her Life Was The One Acceptable Thing I'd Done Since I Met Her. The One Thing That I Was Not Ashamed Of. The One And Only Thing That Made Me Glad I Existed At All. I'd Been Fighting To Keep Her Alive Since The First Moment I'd Caught Her Scent.

"and You're Worried, Not Because You're Headed To Meet A Houseful Of Vampires, But Because You Think Those Vampires Won't Approve Of You, Correct?” “that's Right,” I Answered Immediately, Hiding My Surprise At His Casual Use Of The Word. He Shook His Head. “you're Incredible."

I Almost Took The Door Off The Car