Book: Vampires - children of the fallen angels. Music thousands Antarctic

Some people absolutely undeservedly wore a Laurel wreath of virtue, because the deeds deeds good deeds were not themselves, and sent another. Usually the most indifferent, those who have experienced endless remorse for his indifference and tried to make amends, let it not sincere feelings, and even business.

And by the way, today the holiday.
- Who decided that? - she asked.
- UN - smiled young man, is the international day for the elimination of violence against women.
"I wonder why he only behaved it gentleman?.. Celebrating or something?"

- Well, Katka, considered happiness?
"It was happiness, it is considered, thought Katya, - in fact, as a misfortune. Place your bets, who will win the duel".

- Lionel! - angrily exclaimed Vlad.
- Hurt? - was astonished brother.
- No, but don't need to cut me this way.
- How?!
- Like a sausage! Be kind, at least change your facial expression!

It's silly to stop halfway, when you're almost there.

What would you do now will not be worse!

The angel of death, black wings and a sharp look. He knows no pity, merciful God created it to rid suffering. But he was no stranger to sympathy, love, devotion, his inquisitive mind. Past you he couldn't pass!

... Terrible penalty, and the night before her.

Betrayal is pain two, whoever you were - an executioner or a victim. Maybe the pain is different, but who came up with which one is stronger?!

Betrayal is like a brief death. <...> The only one who betrayed, not knowing what whole life ahead and this death is not real.