“There were two sides of Julian, she thought, and she remembered a line from something she'd read --Emily Brontë, maybe. Different as a moonbeam and lightning. She wanted to reach the moonbeam part, but she didn't know how. Very softly… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“I'd rather cut my throat," she said. An intriguing thought. But I can do it so much more enjoyably.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“That's how I want to go. Taking my own way out and totally pissing everybody off at the end.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“Mary-Lynnette had an inexplicable impulse to knock Ash flat and fall down on top of him. She'd never felt that for any boy before.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“It's all right," Jeanne was yelling. "Yeah, you heard me, it's all right! Delos isn't dangerous. Not to us, anyway. Come on, you, get… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“Katherine," he said. He was still smiling. "Yes." She leaned closer. "Katherine..." "Yes, Damon?" "Go to hell.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“Still, there was no point in hurting Damon. She loved Damon, too. “I’ll try,” she promised. “We’ll take you home,” he said. “But not… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“Wasnt it Startre who said hell was eternity spent in a room with your friends?” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“A bright haze seemed to lie over everything, and she had a feeling of unreality, but the scene itself looked almost unbelievably wholesome, like… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“No, I'll dream another dream," he said. "I've made up so many things, now I'll just go into one. I'll be part of it.” — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
“She started walking again. "Are you saying you didn't even want to be with her? Not even just a little?" He stopped. "How could… — L.J. Smith Copy Share Image
