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The Other Problem In My Life Is Dimitri. He's The One Who Killed Natalie, And He's A Total Badass. He's Also Pretty Good-looking. Okay-more Than Good-looking. He's Hot-like, The Kind Of Hot That Makes You Stop Walking On The Street And Get Hit By Traffic. But, Like I Said, He's My Instructor. And He's Twenty-four. Both Of Those Are Reasons Why I Shouldn't Have Fallen For Him. But, Honestly, The Most Important Reason Is That He And I Will Be Lissa's Guardian When She Graduates. If He And I Are Checking Each Other Out, Then That Means We Aren't Looking Out For Her.

When We Were Almost To The Other Campus, I Felt The Weird Nausea Hit Me. I Called A Warning To Christian, Just As A Strigoi Grabbed Him. But Christian Was Fast. Flames Wreathed The Strigoi's Head. He Screamed And Released Christian, Trying Frantically To Put The Flames Out. The Strigoi Never Saw Me Coming With The Stake. The Whole Thing Took Under A Minute. Christian And I Exchanged Looks. Yeah. We Were Badasses.

It's Late, I'm Tired, And Your Cigarettes Are Giving Me A Headache," I Growled. "i Suppose That's Fair." He Drew In On The Cigarette And Let Out The Smoke. "some Women Think They Make Me Look Sexy." "i Think You Smoke Them So You Have Something To Do While Thinking Up Your Next Witty Line." He Choked On The Smoke, Caught Between Inhaling And Laughing. "rose Hathaway, I Can't Wait To See You Again. If You're This Charming While Tired And Annoyed And This Gorgeous While Bruised And In Ski Clothes, You Must Be Devastating At Your Peak.

Escape Plan #5: Open An Alpaca Ranch In Texas, One That Requires All Blond-haired, Brown-eyed, Brainy Girls To Wear Sexy Cowgirl Outfits.

That's What Humanity Is: A Series Of Successes And Failures, A Testing Of One's Own Nature And Aptitude. Neither The Body Nor The Soul Can Sustain Such A State. Eventually It Consumes A Person