Frostbite (Vampire Academy, #2)

by Richelle Mead

“Spokane, Washington? Who makes Spokane their hideout?”

You can’t force love, I realized. It’s there or it isn’t. If it’s not there, you’ve got to be able to admit it. If it is there, you’ve got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love.

One of those stupid modern art paintings that consisted of a few lines splayed across the canvas.

Everyone has light around them, except for you. You have shadows. You take them from Lissa.

What matters is that someone—that you—know me that well. When a person can see into your soul, it’s hard. It forces you to be open. Vulnerable. It’s much easier being with someone who’s just more of a casual friend.”