The hugest changes were the ones that could not be seen – that’s where the real apocalypse lay: in people’s hearts, their souls, their beings.
...it only takes one voice, at the right pitch, to start an avalanche.
She smiled into his mouth. “That was … wow.”“It's always wow. You're wow. I'll never get enough of you, Lydia. Not after ten years in dreams; not after forever in real life.
Love finds you, not the other way around, and you can’t run from it.
I love your independence, I love that you don't swoon, I love that you'll fight me with your last breath if you think I'm wrong, and if I ever have to catch you, I swear I'll make sure you're standing...
You chase off every man that’s ever been interested, and you do it without even trying.
You're not allowed to have legs and not use them.Dance.
The thought of being whoever I want is a terrifying thing, because I have only ever been who everyone has wanted me to be.
As if reading her mind, he leaned into her again, pupils dark, irises glowing like a forest caught in the last rays of sun before dusk… “Do you want me to make you come?”“Is that a trick question?
Time flies when you grow fangs and fur.
I loved you instantly, because angels can love instantly.
If you're waiting for me to declare my undying love for you, I can't do that yet, blood-bond or no blood-bond. If you think I'm the swoony type of heroine you find in romance novels, who'll fall into...
You are old and grey,” she teased.“And you’re never too immortal for a spanking,” he shot back...
Love. It seemed impossible that she could love him, but she was so deep in him there was really nowhere to go but further in. So this is what love was. Uncontrollable. Consuming. But so irresistible y...
And then there was
Pieces of your heart broke every day when you were a mother.
I’m only saying what you won’t. He’s a hunk, admit it. A tall, dark, exotic hunk who wants to bed you, and you must be a fucking nun, because it’s been three weeks since you met him and you’re going t...
God,” she butted her head into his chest, “I'm so angry with myself.”“What? Why?”“Because … this is my mess I dragged you into, and you don't deserve any of it, and I feel like I'm ruining you with ev...
I don't know what we're doing here – you and me … I don't know what we are or what we can be, but this doesn't have to be about that. This can just be about … a chance. Taking a chance.
I’ll never let go of you again,” she whispered. “I swear it.
