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493 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published October 29, 2012
"He knows she’s worth waiting for."
"Not for something worth waiting for. Not for a once-in-a-lifetime girl."
"My girl is half naked and dying and I can’t get to her!"
"But I’d cut the fucking moon out of the sky for her."
"She’s pale and still as death. It’s a disturbing turn-on."
“Butt out of my virginity-losing plans! They’re none of your business.”
“They’re my business and mine alone. But we don’t have to talk about them. Yet.”
Ryodan+Dani = Been there, done that. Also, creepy as hell.
Christian+Dani = Revolting and disturbing.
Dancer+Dani = Natural and perfect.
One last note about Ryodan: He will eclipse Barrons. Blot him right out of your soul’s sky.
Death on her left.
Devil on her right.
"Say my name, lass."
"Say my fucking name!"
I'm not surprised to feel myself trembling. I'm touching my goddess.
"Lass, doona be looking up at me like that. On the other hand, do. Yes. Yes. Exactly like that. Princess, you're slaying me."
Just one time before I turn into the villain of this piece, just one time before I become the fourth and final Unseelie prince, I want to be her Highlander. And her hero.
If he killed her I'm going to beat him bloody and eat him piece by piece, slowly, with steak sauce.
"You're distressing Dani. No one distresses Dani but me."
"Isn't that quaint. The chivalrous Unseelie prince with the dick of death."
"She’s pale and still as death. It’s a disturbing turn-on."
"I got almost ten thousand songs on it! Motorhead to Mozart, Linkin Park and Liszt, Velvet Revolver to Wagner, Puscifer and Pavarotti and everything in between. I even got show tunes and cartoon soundtracks!
Ten minutes later Lor says, “What is this crap? Who let her load the iPod?”
“Nobody else brought one,” I say. “I chose awesome music.”
“Where the hell is Hendrix on this thing?” Lor takes it out of the sound dock and scrolls through it, looking pissed. “By whose definition is this music?”
Jo says, “Did you get any Muse? I love Muse.”
“If I’d known you all had such crappy taste in songs, I would have brought more earplugs,” I say. “Dissing my taste. Like Hendrix is even listenable. And Muse is something you do.”
“Well, Disturbed,” Jo says, “is something you are.”
“And Godsmacked is something you get,” Dancer says. “But hopefully not tonight.”
“Don’t you have any Mötley Crüe or Van Halen?” Lor says. “Maybe ‘Girls, Girls, Girls’?”
“How about some Flogging Molly,” Christian says. “Dani, my darling, how could you not like the ‘Devil’s Dance Floor’? And what about Zombie?”
“I got ‘Dragula’ and ‘Living Dead Girl,’ ” I say defensively.
“Bloody hell, ‘Living Dead Girl’ is one of my favorites!” Christian says, and grabs the iPod from Lor and starts scrolling to it.
I snatch it and hold it behind my back. “Don’t mess with my lineup. Nobody else thought to bring an iPod. That means I’m in charge.”
Ryodan takes the iPod from me so fast it’s there one sec, gone the next.
“Hey, give it back!”
He scrolls through the playlist. “What’s the deal with all the Linkin Park, for fuck’s sake.”
“Dudes, we need noise. Quit taking the iPod off the dock.” Dancer snatches the iPod from Ryodan and puts it back on the dock. “And Mega has a crush on Chester.”
“I do not!”
“Do too, Mega.”
“He’s like, old!”
“How old?” Christian says.
“Like at least thirty or something!”
Lor laughs. “Fucking ancient, ain’t it, kid?”
“Dude,” I agree. I like Lor.
“You got any Adele?” Jo says hopefully.
“Not a single song,” I say happily. “Got some Nicki Minaj, though.”
“Somebody kill me now,” Ryodan says and closes his eyes.