Listen, Sebastian," he whispered. "That beautiful sound belongs to us for the rest for our lives. That's your mother. She's sunshine. No matter what happens in our lives, we have that.

Maybe you are already lost and just do not know it.

Are you going to win every argument?" He was pretty certain he'd asked her that once before. May be twice. "Only the important ones.

Trust. Such an easy word. Such an impossible quality.

Someone needs to drag you kicking and screaming into this century.

You’re a goner, Donovan. When a hungry man spends more time lookin’ at his woman than eatin’ , he’s in trouble.

I killed Freddie the vamp like twenty times, but he wouldn't die. --Natalya Shonski