L.J. Smith

I don't need him to comfort me or tell me it's okay. I can make it okay, myself.Maybe that was what happened when you faced the very worst thing in the world.She'd lost her family and her old life and maybe even her childhood, but she'd found herself.And that would have to do.

She stood slim and proud as some medieval witch princess against dawn.

And this is how the ending starts.

He was the smell of winter rain and the sound of his predator__ heartbeat

Oh, I'm starting to cry again. That's what happens when you think about life being fair. And I can't explain why it isn't . . . I don't think it's something anybody knows.

I love you.I'll love you forever.But I have to do this.

This was the problem with having walls so hard and high and unscalable, she supposed. When they came down, they crumbled completely, shattering into nothingness. She felt utterly defenseless right now.

When you lose someone, it stays with you. Always reminding you of how easy it is to get hurt.

Oh yeah? How about M'Lin the cursed?

I'm as cruel as life. As cruel as love.

More than anything." Rob persisted. "You'd crawl on your belly over broken glass for her. Easy.

The Night World isn't a place. It's all around us. The creatures of Night World are beautiful and deadly and irresitable to humans. Your best friend could be one-so could your crush.

And to see the white flash of Klaus's eyes as he whirled on her. For one stunned instant she stared at him, and then lightning crackled.From an empty sky.

And Meredith and Bonnie, who's going to bend some spoons for us next. I'm going to throw you down a rope_ that is, unless Bonnie can levitate you out.

And just then Damon stepped out of the coat closet, and at the same time Aunt Maggie tripped him neatly and said, __athroom door beside you,_ and picked up a vase and hit the rising Damon over the head with it. Hard.

Bonnie, believe in me. I__l save you.I remember how to fly.

Yeah, tell me I__ a bottle of single malt scotch, she thought. That__ the way to my heart.

Come on, it__ an American tradition. Apple soup? Mom__ homemade chicken pie?' She chuckled in spite of herself, then winced. 'It__ apple pie and Mom__ homemade chicken soup. But you didn__ do badly, for a start.