Every decision you make in life will stem from one of two options: love or fear. Choose love.
Cherish your existence, for memories become legacies and life can change in an instant.
My dream is to create something so beautiful that it encourages people to present the best version of themselves to me everywhere I go.
Rough times. Qhuinn shrugged. And I'm not interested in saints.Really? You're in love with one, Layla chimed in.As Qhuinn glanced over at Blay, his mismatched eyes narrowed. Damn straight I am, he sai...
And it was kind of funny to see all these professional fighters unwilling to get within a mile of the female. Then again, if you wanted to survive doing the work they did, accurate risk assessment was...
Okay. Stop. All of you. This gossipfest about my virginity is not something I want to continue.
In the Old Language, she hissed, If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you unti...
In the Old Language, she hissed, If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find you where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you...
You are real, she said to herself.Aye. His voice was deep and resonant, a caress in her ears. But then it cracked, as if he were in pain. And you are with young.I am.He closed his eyes again, but now...
The demon? Roth scoffed. That's 'Your Highness' to you.
LAYLA: You boinked Lilith.ROTH: Boinked? Roth chuckled under his breath and then said, God, I love you.
Don't make me sit here and watch you die. You don't do that to me.
Some girl named Eva has him convinced that you put out after one beer.What? My voice was as shrill as the ringing tardy bellI personally don't believe it he went on blithely, and I have a Porsche. Not...
I got you, Roth, said, propping me up. Always. Always. The word bounced around inside me like a Ping-Pong ball.
I smelled like an Upper Level demon. Roth was back and he was relatively unharmed. A Lilin had been born. Apparently an orgasm was apocalyptic.
I judge you not by the sex of whom you love... but by how you love them. -Layla, page 306
A.Coward, he repeated, and I briefly considered picking up the vase in the center of the island and throwing it at him.Not making a choice is the coward's way out. You love both of them. I get that. B...
Some words were left unsaid Oh Layla, as you slept peacefully in my arms, and the stars kept on peeping into the room to glance at your smile!
And as you lay in my arms oh woman you looked more beautiful than the moon!