A Bad Boy Can Be Very Good

Maybe She'd Been Drinking Too Much Of The Super-sweet Mexican Coca-cola They Had Down Here. Or Maybe She Was Just Tired, Alone, And Far From Home. Because Somewhere In The Brittle, Concrete Center Of Azrael's Dark Heart, Something Was Melting.

He Wasn't Perfect, But He Was Perfect For Her.

Memories Were Moving Pictures In Which Meaning Was Constantly In Flux. They Were Stories People Told Themselves.

It Was So Nice Just To Live In The Moment, To Enjoy Holding Him So Closely, To Pretend For A Little While That They Were Merely Two Young People In Love And Nothing Else.

The Code Of The Vampires Decreed That Anyone Who Violated The Sacred Law Was Condemned To Death, The Blood Burning. Charles Had Refused To Subject Allegra To The Sentence. But Mimi Was A Different Matter. Mimi Walked Out Of The Church, Knowing That If She Ever Saw Jack Again, She Would Have To Kill Him.