You aren't what I expected. I wish you were. It'd be so much easier.

Well, let's see, I found out Pagan has low blood sugar and becomes a complete b--witch if she doesn't eat a candy bar during a stressful moment.

I was taking the bad boy off the market for good.

In my search to find myself, I’d found so much more. I knew now why I wanted to live. I understood love. I had found it.

Everyone always says that love was enough. It wasn't. Not when your soul has been shattered.

No matter where I am, I will always be there when you need me.

I smiled and ran my hand through his dark curls. “So, Death, what do we do now?