By the way, my name's Rose Hathaway. I'm seventeen years old, training to protect and kill vampires, in love with a completely unsuitable guy, and have a best friend whose weird magic could drive her crazy.Hey, no one said high school was easy.

Good God. Men everywhere.

Wow. What'd he do to deserve that? Rescue orphans from a burning building? If so, you might want to make sure he didn't set the building on fire in the first place.

Sweat isn't a bad thing,' he said, leaning his head against the wall thoughtfully. 'Some of the best things in life happen while your sweating. Yeah, if you get too much of it and it gets old and stale, it turns pretty gross. But on a beautiful women? Intoxicating. If you could smell things like a vampire does, you'd know what I'm talking about. Most people mess it all up and drown themselves in perfume. Perfume can be good...Especially if you get one that goes with your chemistry. But you only need a hint. Mix about 20 percent of that with 80 percent of your own perspiration...Mmm.' He tilted his head to the side and looked at me. 'Dead sexy.

He'd barely seen me coming, and despite the horribleness of what I'd just done, I kind of wished one of my instructors had been there to grade me on such an awesome performance.

There's nothing worse than waiting and not knowing what'll happen to you. Your own imagination can be crueler than any captor.

Where are you going?' he asked.'To break someone's heart,' I replied.

Clearly my stunning beauty has clouded your mind.' - Rose Hathaway.

It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay. You can let go of the sword.'I can’t. I can’t leave him alone. I have to protect him.'You have.

So...Mason, Eddie, and Mia went to Spokane to hunt Strigoi?'Yes.'Holy shit. Why didn't you go with them? Seems like something you'd do.'I resisted the urge to smack him. 'Because I'm not insane! But I'm going to go get them before they do something even stupider.