Haley

“Eyes like streams of melting snow, cold with the things she does not know. Heaven above and Hell beneath, liquid flames to hide her grief. Death, death, death with no release. Death, death, death with no release.”
― Kiersten White, Paranormalcy

“What are you?" I whispered.

"What are you?"

Offended, I frowned. "Human."

"Funny, me too."

"No, you're not."

"Funny, neither are you."

I set my jaw and glared. What a jerk. "Why did you come here?"

My voice came from his mouth, disconcerting as always. "I could ask you the same thing. Are you going to kill me?”
― Kiersten White, Paranormalcy

“What, no flirting?” I asked, trying to buy time. “Aren’t you going to at least try to be sexy? Think of all those vampire fans out there—they’d be so disappointed.” I pulled out my silver knife. Probably should have paid more attention during my knife training. “Tell you what. Let me go and I promise not to tell anyone that you aren’t suave.”
― Kiersten White, Paranormalcy

“No,you're officially banned from listening to us. Or thinking about this. Or even thinking about thinking about this, understand?”
― Kiersten White, Paranormalcy