Dark Frost

You won't hurt me. I know you won't." Logan said. "How can you be so sure?" I whispered. "Because you're that Gypsy girl, and I'm the bad-boy Spartan. And I think it's time we were finally together, don't you?

I was so getting tired of fighting for my life in the library.

They still weren't as cold as my heart was, though.

All black, of course. Just like his rotting soul.