Цитаты из книг — Helen Keeble

I took the clipboard she handed me and leafed through the papers dubiously. "What is this, an undergrad french history exam?" "Exactly," Mom said in triumph. "So we can find out if this Ebon really is who he claims to be. You can subtly work questions into normal conversation." Yes, I could just see myself ever so…

Eight different schools had taught me -- brutally - how to read the social battlefield. I`d found out the hard way that the girl who wanted most desperately to be your friend... was the girl you could least afford being friends with.

I drew my lips back from my teeth, leaning close to the mirror. The canines were definitely bigger and sharper. They crowded together, slightly askew, with the top set overlapping the lower. When I tried opening and closing my mouth, I could feel the edges of them sliding against each other like chisel blades. But they…

"I`m not going to drink my own mother`s blood!" I yelled. "That`s disgusting!" "You can drink my blood if you want," Zach chimed in. "I`ll even let you bite me." "No biting," Mum said. "It wouldn`t be sanitary." "What do you think I`ve got, rabies?" I said to her in indignation, then turned to Zach. "And, no!" "Why not?"…

Our biology lessons hadn`t included anything as practical as how to locate the jugular vein. Besides which, even if I did manage to find it, chowing down on a major vein sounded like a great way to kill her, or at least make a terrible mess. So I bit her ear. She already had four piercings; one more couldn`t hurt.

When your parents move around as much as mine do, you get a hands-on practical in Darwinian theory: adapt or die. I`d never attended the same school for more than two years at a time, as my mum chased research grants around the country, so I`d had to get used to being the perpetual newcomer. There`re only two ways to…

In all my books, movies, and TV shows, I`d never heard of someone becoming undead through being hit by a vampire`s car. Not even in fanfic.

There was no way I could tell Mum that I already knew exactly who Ebon was. It was obvious. Three wordes: My. Soul. Mate. All the signs pointed to it. He was the first vampire I`d ever met. He`d saved me from certain death, kind ofl. He had unlikely hair, an exotic history, an unbelievably sexy accent, and, for God`s…