I assure you I’m more than capable of hearing whatever you’ve come to say, Brother. The only thing that might kill me is the unwarranted suspense.

Please assist me with any advice you may possess. I’m much better equipped to extract a heart than encourage one, it seems.

Why must I either be docile and decent, or curious and wretched? I was a decent girl, even if I spent my spare time reading about science theories and dissecting the dead.

It seemed an awful thing for a medical tool to be called a breadknife when its purpose was to carve into specimens and not baked goods.

This is what they should be teaching us. Not vampire lore regarding a man who died centuries ago. Do you think it’s medically possible to open my cranium and stuff the pages inside? Perhaps the ink will leach in and create some sort of compound reaction.

I would not be treated as if my mind were inferior because I’d been blessed with the ability to bear children. I mentally screamed at myself to let it pass, but I couldn’t obey the simple command, consequences be damned.

Such sharp words,” he said. “Your tongue ought to come with a warning.”“Truth is often compared to a blade,” I said. “I question those who marvel when it pricks.

Perhaps it’ll give me an idea for the perfect main course. What do you think of roasted goat?”“After witnessing its beheading or before?” she asked, looking like she was moments away from vomiting. “You do know that’s what cookbooks are for, correct? Inspiration without the labor. Or carnage. I swear you miss being surrounded by death.

Everyone deserved to live freely and in honor of themselves. A basic right should not be a luxury.

You may hate the truth, deny it, curse it, but the fact remains you are equally enchanted by it. Knowing the flames are hot isn’t always a deterrent from playing with fire.