It may be small comfort, but I believe Rafe doesn't want to kill you."A light laugh escaped her lips. "Actually, that is a substantial comfort.

Because the perfect moment can never be improved, and should be remembered, cherished, just the way it was. Like every moment I spend in your arms.

Sometimes a woman has experienced too much life to have any blush left in her cheeks, but the man who puts it there is someone not easily forgotten.

What is it about you Keira, that has a man wanting to fuck you senseless into submission one minute and strangle the breath from your body the next?

In a perfect patch of paradise he stays immobile for an eternity while the predawn breath strokes his skin and kisses each vertebrae down his spine.

The fire that had been raging inside her ever since she met him, ever since she left him, was now having gasoline thrown on top of it--by the gallon.

He moved closer to her. “You did not have to get me anything. The fact that you did means I have been in your thoughts. I am thankful for that.

You and your ‘potential’,” I lazily rolled my eyes. “According to you, everyone has it…and no one is living up to it.

Are you going to take me for a ride or kiss me?"He was going to do both, but the ride wasn't going to be in his car. Kiril released her. "Get in.

I’m more than twisted. I’m the worst kind of vampire… But you’re the one who’s craving me, so what does that make you?

I let ya in—into my life...my death...my heart." He reached up like he was going to touch my face. "And now I don't know how to get ya out.

The visions scared me. And I was scared to tell anyone about them. I didn’t want them to think I was a freak. Maybe I was. That scared me, too.

Diesel" - his name sounded sweet coming out of her mouth --"I want you, and I mean I really, really want you. Please. Let's go back to my room.

I refuse to live in a constant fighting match, Landon. It will not do!' 'And I’ve tried living without you, and it just won’t do!

Love being the only flower that opens and reaches for the light. Light will always come, because it longs to be reached for, and darkness is put away.