Should I Warm The Oven

Got To Say, Dying Would Really Wreck My Best Day. Been There, Done That, And Now That I Think About It, Artemis Forgot To Give Me The T-shirt.

Nick Was Dressed In Jeans, A Dark Green Sweater, And Bomber Jacket–the Perfect Image Of A Rich College Student. Talon Looked Like A Biker Who Had Just Left Sanctuary, New Orleans’s Premier Biker Bar. Acheron Looked Like A Refugee From The Dungeon–the Local Underground Goth Hangout. Valerius Was The Professional Contingent, And Zarek…zarek Just Looked Like He Was Ready To Kill Something.’ (talon)

Stop It. This Is Serious! (selena) Serious? Please. I’m Standing Out Here On My Twenty-ninth Birthday, Barefoot And In Jeans My Mother Would Burn, Holding A Stupid Book To My Chest In An Effort To Summon A Greek Love-slave From The Great Beyond. (grace)

But Then, His Revenge Had Been More Direct. He’d Hunted Down The Ones Who’d Killed His Sister And Nephew – Those Who’d Survived His Mother’s Attack – And He’d Made Them Wish They’d Never Been Born With Nerve Endings.' (acheron)

There Is More Than One Kind Of Death? (kat) Yes. Cowards Aren’t The Only Ones Who Die A Thousand Deaths. Sometimes Heroes Do, Too. (sin)