The Waves Of Pain That

Sometimes, Fact Mixed With Fiction So Thoroughly That, Though No Lies Were Told, It Was Hard To Remember What Was Strictly True.

Jared Glared Balefully At The Old Man, His Eyes Full Of The Shock And Pain Of The Betrayed. I Had Only Human Comparisons For Such A Look. Caesar And Brutus, Jesus And Judas.

I Was A Vampire, And She Had The Sweetest Blood I’d Smelled In Eighty Years.

There’s Something… Strange About The Way You Two Are Together. The Way He Watches You — It’s So… Protective. Like He’s About To Throw Himself In Front Of A Bullet To Save You Or Something.

No Mistakes, I'd Promised Myself That I Would Make No Mistakes, No Matter How Minimal They Seemed. If I Held Her Hand, I Would Only Want More - Another Insignificant Touch, Another Move Closer To Her. I Could Feel That. A New Kind Of Desire Was Growing In Me, Working To Override My Self-control. No Mistakes.