Your Truths Are Worse Than Your Lies.

Moroi Shied From The Sunlight But As I Watched Sydney, I Knew Without A Doubt That Humans Had Been Made For The Sun.

For Once, You're Going To Hear Something That Doesn't Fit Into Your Neat, Compartmentalized World Of Order And Logic And Reason.

Adrian, I'm On A Date. Why Are You Here? On My Car?

I Steeled Myself For The Next Response. I Knew It Was Going To Be One Of The Zen Life Lessons. [...] Instead He Kissed Me.

Both Christian And Adrian Had Worried There Would Be Some Piece Of Strigoi Left In Him, But Their Fears Had Been About Violence And Bloodshed. No One Would Have Guessed This: That Living As A Strigoi Had Hardened His Heart, Killing Any Chance Of Him Loving Anyone. Killing Any Chance Of Him Loving Me. And I Was Pretty Sure That If That Was The Case, Then Part Of Me Would Die Too.