Surely I Must Be A Princess In

You Made Your Own Jean Shorts...with A Butter Knife?

Sitting Beside Abe Was Adrian Ivashkov--my More-or-less Boyfriend. Adrian Was A Royal Moroi--and Another Spirit User Like Lissa. He'd Been Crazy About Me (and Often Just Crazy) Ever Since We First Met

This Wasn’t The First Time I’d Been Pulled Out Of Bed For A Crucial Mission. It Was, However, The First Time I’d Been Subjected To Such A Personal Line Of Questioning. “are You A Virgin?

He Has No Right To Threaten My Boyfriends. I'm Eighteen. An Adult. I Don't Need His Help. I Can Threaten My Boyfriends Myself.

But What I Found Most Interesting Was That Aaron Had Apparently Found A Way To Pass The Time Without Her. Beside Him, Holding His Hand, Was A Moroi Girl Who Looked About Eleven But Had To Be Older, Unless He'd Become A Pedophile During Our Absence.