Light always underestimates the viciousness of Darkness

No, Zoey."
Heat sounded pissed.
It's not okay here. Not for you."

Well, maybe that's 'cause I'm not dead. Yet.

Oh, for crap's sake, I can barely look at it," Aphrodite said, turning her head from the archway and averting her eyes. "And I usually love sparkly things.

No, Kramisha, he's not black. He's a killer bird with evil for his Daddy.

Oh for craps sake. You're not dying again, are you? It's seriously inconvenient when you do that." -Aphrodite

But she loves me. Me. Just the way I am.