Character: Rosemary Hazeva

If I've learned something about life and love, is the fact that they are very fragile and can break.

By the way, my name is rose Hathaway. I seventeen, I am learning to protect and kill vampires, in love with a completely unsuitable guy, and my best friend has supernatural magical powers, which sooner or later will drive her crazy.

Inevitably think that maybe in the Universe there are forces more powerful than human and, in particular, mine.

It goes beyond all limits. He has no right to threaten my boyfriend. I'm eighteen, I'm an adult and I can threaten my Boyfriends.

- I still love you.
With... how long?
With... Always.

It's one thing to get love letters, and quite another - deadly threat, even if that death threat was contained in a love letter. Although perhaps not for me to judge the author because I tried to kill someone you love.

From our first meeting, he went with me... but without me it is common sense not different.

- So. Sounds like our Vasilisa put my dad in place.
- Your -- - I looked back at the group that just left. Silver was still standing there, excitedly gesticulating. - This guy is your dad?
- So my mom says.

The expression of grief on his face looked almost comically. The raids, the shooting, the criminals... all uneasy. Lose the duster? A serious problem.

- If you teach me to swear in Russian, I may have a new found appreciation for your tongue.
- You swear too much.
- I just Express myself.
- Oh, rose... - He sighed. - It's how you Express yourself, so, in my opinion, nobody knows.

God entered into a standing agreement: I believe in Him - barely - as long as He allows me to sleep on Sundays.

However, moving away just a short distance, I came across Mason. Great God! Men all over.

Rose, glad you're back. Still breaking hearts?
- Volunteer?

While your eyes are closed, you do not understand, asleep or awake.