“Try to keep up with me,” he said very slowly, like I was a candidate for the short bus. “De-mon. Demon. Me demon, you teenage girl.” — Erin Lynn Copy Share Image
“This sucks. You didn’t have to take chemistry or government or anything. And that is so unfair that she’s letting you take art.” “It’s… — Erin Lynn Copy Share Image
“Try to keep up with me,” he said very slowly, like I was a candidate for the short bus. “De-mon. Demon. Me demon, you… — Erin Lynn Copy Share Image
“Shaking my head, I watched the cat run under the van and stare at us with black eyes. I wasn’t a cat person. They… — Erin Lynn Copy Share Image
“He had kissed me. Put his demon tongue in my mouth. I had kissed him back. Yet I had a boyfriend. Adam. Who I believe I’ve mentioned. More than once. Boyfriend named Adam, demon named Levi kissing me—that pretty much meant I had cheated on my boyfriend, didn’t it? Didn’t mean to do that. Yikes. I bit my fingernails and… — Erin Lynn Copy Share
“What does that mean, really? Be good? How does a person know she’s falling within her mother’s interpretation of Be Good? “Always!” I called back. What else was I going to say? Though I was tempted to just once say, “I will never be good—I am Satan, I want to drink your blood, have orgies, and hurt bunnies.” It would… — Erin Lynn Copy Share
“Number four—world domination. Number five—always be myself. Number six—get a haircut. Number seven— convince Kenzie to fall in love with me, get married, and… — Erin Lynn Copy Share Image
“Have you ever had such a horrible day that you wondered why your mother didn’t just eat you at birth like a gerbil does… — Erin Lynn Copy Share Image
“Morning, K,” Levi said, looking wide-awake and cheerful. Demons shouldn’t be chipper. It should be a rule. Or maybe just my rule. Rule Number… — Erin Lynn Copy Share Image
“You’d think I was the first sixteen-year-old ever to drive a minivan through the kitchen the way my parents were acting. Seriously. It’s had… — Erin Lynn Copy Share Image
“Well.” Giving a sniff, I tossed my hair back and walked through the door. “That’s the last time I ever offer you a shoulder… — Erin Lynn Copy Share Image
