Men are natural warriors, but a woman in battle is truly bloodthirsty

He gave a hard smile and the oxygen in my lungs evaporated. “We both know I’m not a gentleman.” “Yeah. Okay, let me out. I’m tired.” “There’s something else,” he said, and I groaned. “What now?” “This.” He stepped closer to me, so close that the containers were sandwiched between us. His eyes looked down into mine, intent and golden, like a lion. “Oh, no, you don’t!” I hissed, dropping everything. I pushed hard against his chest; it was like shoving a tree. “Yes,” he said very softly, leaning down. “Yes, I do.

Years from now I'll look back and remember today as the day I met him. I'll look back and remember the exact moment my life began to include him. I will remember it forever.

No matter how dark you are, no matter what you think your heritage is or how inevitable your fall is, you can always make a choice in the next second to be different.

Stay here!" he commanded me, then he raced off after Cal. I stopped for just a moment. Then I ran after them.

Oh my God, can you see me? I thought I was wearing my invisibility cloak.

But I also meant that loving someone really opening your heart to them is just asking to have your heart smashed and handed back to you in little pieces.