“Some might call me a “tease”, but don’t believe it. “Tease” implies that I owe him something, that I should feel guilty.… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“Because the dumb slut slept with him, and he’s too nice to–” WHAM, out of nowhere he nose-butts me in the fist!” — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“I hear Jo in my head trying to douse the fire in my heart. “Be good, Meda.” Good, good, good, good, good.… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“No, I should kill him. He said himself he would eventually go back to the demons. But he turns long-lashed eyes on… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“Stupid Crusaders with their stupid rules. For a homicidal group, they’re appallingly restrictive. No, Meda, you can’t leave campus. No, Meda, you… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“My hands twitch and wiggle. Jo sees them, shakes her head and mouths, “Sit on your hands.” She can’t be serious. As… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“She regards me the same way I would a cat – like I’m distasteful, occasionally entertaining, and not to be trusted not… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“They say curiosity killed the cat but I am unconcerned. I am smarter, though slightly less evil, than any cat.” — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“I suppose it should bother me to be so hated but, without it, I wouldn’t have the delight of torturing them with… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“Rotten boys with their rotten eyes with their ridiculous rotten eyelashes. They suck a girl in, a pair of Venus fly-traps. No,… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“I nod and wave to my enemies like Miss America, pausing to blow kisses at the worst of them as I work… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“You are a total nerd.” Not what he’s expecting, the darkness wiped away by a startled laugh. “What?” “Why else would you… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“I laugh. “How exactly do you see this…” I wave between the two of us, unable to come up with a descriptor… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“Get him! My hormones scream. Don’t fall for it, my brain cautions. Pretty! They whine. Stupid hormones. Calm down, hormones. We are… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“You said you’d cooperate.” I knew I’d regret my promise, just not quite this soon. “You don’t wear pink!” “Yeah, well, no… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“You can love a monster, it can even love you back, but that doesn’t change its nature. This isn’t Beauty and the… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“Forget them, Meda. Forget her.” He reaches up and puts his hand on the side of my face, tugging it toward him.… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“That’s what I get for playing with fire,” he grumbles, rubbing his head. It can’t hurt too badly – his head is… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
