He keeps this up, he's bound to be caught, she thought. And this time they'll dangle him for certain.

But it's not enough to know right from wrong. You need the strength to do what's right, even when what you want most in the world is the wrong thing.

She had never felt more alive than when she lay dying in Han Alister's arms.

If he even survives." She shivered, and Amon put his arm around her, drawing her into his steady warmth. "It's that bad?" Raisa nodded. "He looked...he looked awful, Amon. Willo doesn't know if he'll...She's worried about him. My mother died, and I never got to tell her that I loved her, that I finally understood - just a little anyway. If Han dies too, I don't know what I'll do.

I need to go to parties, Raisa mused, so I don't think so much.

My tagline is ‘Less sex, more romance, lower body count.’

There's something about a roof isn't there? It makes you feel like it doesn't matter what's going on below. All of those things that get in the way of your dreams - you're above them. Anything is possible.