#kaylee

His name's Nash." Aunt Val took a butter knife from the silverware drawer. "What year is he?" I groaned inwardly. "Senior." ...here we go ... Her smile was a little too enthusiastic. "Well that's wonderful!" Of course, what she really meant was "Rise from the shadows, social leper, and walk in the bright light of acceptance! ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#kaylee #humor

Someday decades from now, when you and Sabine are hobbling around in your old-people pants and orthopedic shoes, yelling at grandchildren and reminiscing about the days when you could still see your feet, unimpeded by the view of your gut, I will still be basking in the glow of eternal youth, forever young, forever golden, forever—” “In love with the face in the mirror and the sound of your own voice,” I finished for him, and Nash laughed. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#nash-hudson #tod-hudson #with-all-my-soul #love

Great. "So not only am I not-human, but Death is my arch foe?" Who, me? Panic? "Anything else you want to tell me, while we're confessing? ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#nash #death

What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only? ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#kaylee #funny

Tod crossed his arms over his snug white T-shirt, silently giving me the floor. Fortunately, I was prepared. "Sabine ambushed me in the hall this morning and gave me a lecture on sex." Tod's brow's rose halfway to his hairline. "I hope you took notes... ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#kaylee-cavanaugh #notes #sabine-campbell #tod-hudson #funny

You two are cracked," Tod snapped. My smile widened. "Says the undead man in love with the soulless pop star. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#tod #love

Harmony glanced to her left, and my gaze followed hers to the living room, where my aunt had died, my cousin had been restored, and I'd whacked a psychotic grim reaper with a cast-iron skillet. Weirdest. Tuesday. Ever. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#soul-screamers #tuesdays #harmony

Why do I always have to be the one who says 'stop'?" I demanded, my voice little more than a moan. "You don't. In fact, at this point I'm considering a petition to that word stricken from the English language." His grin was almost lazy, the gleam in his eyes an effortless challenge. "If I did, would you sign? ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#souls-screamers #tod #english

Levi will kill me the minute he sees me, and I don't trust Madeline. There's something in her eyes..." "I believe that's integrity and dedication in her job." "Yeah. It's disturbing. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#soul-screamers #thane #integrity

But I'll be fine. I'll be with Tod. He's a good guy, you know." He just hides it under all the sarcasm and curls. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#mr-cavanaugh #soul-screamers #tod #sarcasm