Quotes from Mari Mancusi

My sister, lover of the night, vampire of the Blood Coven, never before seen in anything but the color black, wants to be a pom-pom waving, football field-dancing cheerleader?

Just 'cause I'm a vampire, doesn't mean I'm into the Goth scene." "Yeah. I suppose that makes sense," I reason. "Like why go around dressing in black and wishing you were dead, when technically you already are." He grins. "Exactly.

You'd drain someone dry for me?

Did you… need something?" he asked in a tight voice. I swallowed hard, my mind racing with a million things to say. The fear pricking at me, telling me I had one last chance to wimp out. To walk away. But I shook my head. No. Not this time. "Yes," I said simply. "I need something." "And what, may I ask, do you need?" I met his eyes. "You.

Real men don't kiss with the gentleness of a butterfly's wing.

Okay, I'll wear the Bite Me shirt,[...]It'll be my standard response to any­one who tries to hit on me." I giggle. "Someone can come up and be like 'Hey babe, what's your sign?' and I'll just point to my shirt." Rayne laughs appreciatively and tosses me the tank top. "Of course they might think you're pointing to your boobs in a 'have at 'em, big boy' kind of way.

Obviously it takes eight brains to come to one decision in this crowd. Good thing they have one another.

Anyway, I'm sure the guy lives a million miles away." "Or he could live right in your backyard. You never know." I nodded, keeping a poker face, even though the idea of Sir Leo living in my backyard was extremely appealing.

I'm going insane. That's the only explanation for any of this. I'm going insane and the men in white coats will be showing up at any moment to tell me this has all been a psychotic delusion. They'll take me away and lock me up, and I'll be free to drool in the corner of my padded cell for the rest of my life without a care in the world. " "But then you'd never see me again," Caleb reminded her with a wink. "Really? Can I get that in writing?

Hi, my name is Jareth, and I'll be your- God" He curses as he lays his eyes on me. I raised an eyebrow. "You'll be my god? Hm...Well, we'll have to see about that. I mean, it takes a lot to my world these days.

Holy fu-" he starts then catches himself."Yes,this tithe will be most pleasing to her Goodness." Me and Magnus exchange amused glances.

When the end of the world comes, it won't be the ones that cry who survive, but the ones who spit.

Of all the apocalypses in all the world - she had walked into his.

We've all been there, done stupid things for love.

Eternity is a long time and it doesn't always work out that way," Jareth says, a bit bitterly. "It's worse to love someone and then lose them, then to never love at all.

Rayne, why is it you feel the need to argue with every single thing I say?" "Because every single thing you say is usually stupid and ridiculous.

Chris whistled. "Damn. That's hot." She swatted him. "Yeah, yeah," she dais. But her stomach fluttered. "I'm roasting actually." "That's not what I-

Hi, you've reached Caitlin! I'm either on the other line or I'm purposely ignoring you. Or maybe Mrs. Mitchell confiscated my phone for texting in class again... Leave a message and if I deem you worthy, or at least hot, I'll call you back. Mwah!

I don't know," she said. "I'm not sure you would like me in real life. I'm a lot different there, you know. I don't even look the same." " I don't care if you look like a troll with warts," Sir Leo declared, taking her hand in his. "I love you.

Can we cut the Zen crap for a moment?" I ask. "I'm trying to beat this bag to a pulp.

I can't go on saving the world if it means neglecting my duties as a cheerleader.

But you have to take control of your destiny. And sometimes that's not easy.

SPIDER: I guess you've got a point. RAYNIEDAY: No, I've got a stake, LOL.

Once bitten, totally smitten.