There´s my date, I said. "Fashionably late." Nora (p. 232)

Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't.

I would lay down everything I possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn't love, it's the best I have.

I already know my size. I don't need reminding.

You belong to the biblical race of Nephilim. Your real father was an angel who fell from heaven. You're half mortal." The boy's dark eyes lifted, meeting Chauncey's. "Half fallen angel." Chauncey's tutor's voice drifted up from the recesses of his mind, reading passages from the Bible, telling of a deviant race created when angels cast from heaven mated with mortal women. A fearsome and powerful race. A chill that wasn't entirely revulsion crept through Chauncey. "Who are you?

But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.

When I watched Lifetime original movies, it took me a day or two to get over the idea that the cute boy next door is actually a serial killer.