Life Sucks, And Then You Die.

Is It Really Sick For Me To Be Happy Right Now?" I Asked. My Voice Broke Twice. He Didn't Push Me Away. He Pulled Me Tight Against His Ice-hard Chest, So Tight It Was Hard To Breathe, Even With My Lungs Securely Intact. "i Know Exactly What You Mean," He Whispered. "but We Have Lot Of Reasons To Be Happy. For One, We're Alive." "yes," I Agreed. "that's A Good One." "and Together," He Breathed. His Breath Was So Sweet It Made My Head Swim.

I Miss You Already I Don’t Need To Leave. I Can Stay. . . . Mmmm.

He Leaned Over To Kiss The Top Of My Head, And Then Groaned. I Looked At Him, Puzzled. "you Smell So Good In The Rain," He Explained. "in A Good Way, Or In A Bad Way?" I Asked Cautiously. He Sighed. "both, Always Both.

I, The Soul Named Wanderer, Love You, Human Ian And That Will Never Change No Matter What I Might Become. If I Were A Dolphin Or A Bear Or A Flower, It Wouldn't Matter. I Would Always Love You, Always Remember You. You Will Be My Only Partner." - Wanda, The Host

It's Healthy To Ditch Class Now And Then." To Be Precise, It Was Healthier For Humans If Vampires Ditched On Days When Human Blood Would Be Spilt.