You Two Are A Match Made In

Whereas Angeline's Antics Made Me Want To Pull Out My Hair Sometimes, Trey Found Them Endearing.

The Nice Thing About A Series Is You Can End On Cliffhangers All The Time. You Can Be Like, 'you Know What? Here We Go, This Person Just Died, End Of Book.' And With The End Of The Series, You're Very Conscious Of All The Plotlines That Were Left Hanging. There's A Balance There To Wrap Those Up But Still Leave It Exciting.

Can't You Ever Get Off For Good Behavior?" "sure, If I Was Ever Good.

Your Hair," Repeated Dimitri. His Eyes Were Wide, Almost Awestruck. "your Hair Is Beautiful." I Didn't Think So, Not In Its Current State. Of Course, Considering We Were In A Dark Alley Filled With Bodies, The Choices Were Kind Of Limited. "you See? You're Not One Of Them. Strigoi Don't See Beauty. Only Death. You Found Something Beautiful. One Thing That's Beautiful." Hesitantly, Nervously, He Ran His Fingers Along The Strands I'd Touched Earlier. "but Is It Enough?" "it Is For Now." I Pressed A Kiss To His Forehead And Helped Him Stand. "it Is For Now.

His Fingers Never Ceased To Amaze Me. They Could Break A Man's Neck, Bandage A Wound, And Slide Sensually Across Bare Skin.