"While it did smash, breaking a bottle over someone’s head requires a lot more force than movies had led me to believe."
- Amanda Hocking
"He hadn’t been peeping intentionally; he’d been trying to sneak into my room. So that was slightly less creepy, I supposed."
"The desperation was coming off you in waves. You were all but begging to dance with me. I am doing you a favor."
"Unfortunately, zombies aren’t very flammable, and it went out instantly."
"Cause I lit him on fire,” I shrugged and brushed dust from my pants."
"It smelled pretty rank, but I was getting used to the smell of death, as much as anyone could get used to it."
"That’s kind of creepy,"
"the way it always did."
"It's really over." He put his arms around her, pulling her to him. "Now just as long as you don't get tangled up with a pack of vampires or deranged witches while you're at college, everything will be..."
"Why are you singing?” Daniel asked. “You’re just lying in the dirt and singing. That’s weird. I thought you were supposed to be some kind of scary monster."