This is crazy," I told Patch in an undertone. "I'm crazy." He was on the brink of smiling again. "About you.

Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.

Arrogance can be deadly.” The corners of his mouth crept up. “But you didn’t hear me say that.

Everything had come into sharp focus : his smooth words, his black, glinting eyes, his broad experience with lies, seduction, women. I'd fallen in love with the devil.

I’m not going to kill you, Nora. I don’t kill people who are important to me. And you top the list.

I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.

Why is Anthony Amowitz using his pimp smile on you?” “You’re only calling him a pimp because he’s here. At Marcie’s.” “Yeah, so?” “He’s being nice.” I elbowed her. “Smile back.” “Being nice? He’s being horny.