He leaned over and inhaled the pillow Gray had been on. Sick freak. She ought to suffocate him with it the moment he fell asleep. But Nolan lay there with his eyes open, staring at the ceiling. Murder’s.

Sky, ready to jump back in?” I.

Peter, as in Peter Pan. Pretty fitting, really. Dante was like a boy who never grew up. At least he wasn’t calling himself Van Helsing and me Buffy. Might not go over too well with the undead crowd.

Raj ran a hand down the side of her face. It made her want to weep. “Not if we want to get the last two pendants tonight.” Gray.

You are about to meet your first vampire, Aurora. I’ll warn you, he’s no Edward Cullen.

Until then, I never realized one word could come out so breathless and soft, like an invitation to my soul.

Beyond the amulet he could see students arriving to class. They were silhouettes, mannequins without faces. “Did.

He rounded a corner and made for the student center. The halls were clearing out as the last seconds before the final bell hovered in the air.

Gut instincts were supposed to be the most trustworthy and it was in her gut where she felt the butterflies. The heart had its purpose as a blood pumping muscle, but love...love blossomed and sparked through the body - originating from the gut.

Love is a more powerful force than magic. You can trick the mind and even the heart, but never the soul. When a person is not free to love with their soul, that is not love and that is why a love spell can never truly work.