The tender pressure of his lips soothed her, like a warm drink in the dead of the winter, when every part of her felt so cold.

You know, Roland and I were just talking about how we don't have any pyromaniac friends. And everyone knows you need a good pyro to pull off any reform school prank worth the effort.

Even Lucifer looked impressed. He muttered, "Only Lucinda could pull that off.

Would he find her? Without question. Would he save her? Always.

What does my soul look like to you?' 'I couldn't reduce it to words if I tried, but its beauty is unsurpassed.

The tender pressure of his lips soothed her, like a warm drink in the dead of the winter, when every part of her felt so cold.

I can't wait to make you the love of my mortal life.