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He bent and his lips met mine. I opened my mouth and accepted his familiar kiss. His taste was the same; his touch was the same. I slid my arms up and around his broad shoulders and pressed myself against him, hardly able to believe that he’d forgiven me—that he still wanted me—still loved me. “Zoey,” he murmured against my lips. “I’ve missed you, too.”
What the hell. I’m the only High Priestess we have. I can make a proclamation. “Kramisha, I’m going to make you our first Poet Laureate.”
Maybe the increase in the sexual tension between us was natural, and not just because he thought I was a skank now that I’d given up my virginity. Erik was a man, I repeated the thought to myself. I already knew from the disaster with Loren Blake that being with a man was different than being with a boy or a fledgling.
Twins, who screeched and laughed and tried to fight back. Of course they couldn’t win. I mean, come on! I can call on all five elements, but it was a hilarious version of a pillow fight–water fight that left all of us drenched and breathless with laughter.
We finally called a truce. Okay, more accurately, I made the Twins yell, “We give! We give!” several times, and then I graciously accepted their surrender.
were surrounded by the earth and protected by male vampyres who would no way let anyone sneak up on us.
Then I’d had that horrible dream, which brought me back to current time. I’d hoped replaying everything that had happened in the past several hours would be like counting sheep and maybe help me drift back into a hopefully dreamless sleep. But it was no use.
calling me some dead dirt girl’s name.
Handing him the pop and chips, I made my way more easily up the rest of the ladder.
So I just realized. Do people in Oklahoma call soda "pop"? According to huffingon post it's mostly referred to as Coke in oklahoma. north Oklahoma does call it pop, but it's not the dominant term. Meaning, I can guarantee not every single one of Zoey's friends is going to say pop every time. At least a couple would use different terms of it. I.E Coke.
“Because they’re the same and they belong together,” he said. I looked up into Erik’s amazing blue eyes and saw that all the kidding had gone out of them. “Yeah, even if bad things happened in their past. They’d have to forgive each other for the bad stuff, but I think they could have.”
“Hell no,” Erik said, moving toward me possessively. “She’s not going anywhere with you.” I was frowning up at Erik, about to tell him that he really wasn’t the boss of me, when he did something that totally, utterly, and completely pissed me off. He actually grabbed my wrist and jerked me toward him, even though I hadn’t taken one step to follow Heath. An automatic reflex had me yanking my wrist from his grasp.
This is actually good. Possessivenes in YA is overdone but a negative reaction to it is good. But legit erik is suddenly a huge dick so readers are okay when she leaves him for stark. Thos os exactly what happened to Jacob in Eclipse. His character is literally being assasinated for romance plot with another dude.
His blue eyes narrowed at me. At that instant he looked mad and mean, and seemed more a stranger than a boyfriend. “You’re not going anywhere with him,” he repeated to me. My temper spiked. I cannot stand being bullied. It was one of the reasons my mom’s new husband and I never got along.
I’m the gay-looking DiCaprio and you’re Rose.
And why couldn’t she have scooted over and let Leo/Jack get on that floating board thing with her? There was plenty of room. So while my foggy mind circled round and round that heart-wrenching scene from one of my favorite movies, Heath held me tight in his arms and ran.

