Jones looks like he wants to slug me, which is only subtly different from his usual way of looking at me like I'm a slug.

She knew what it felt like to tremble like that before touching someone -- desire so acute that it became despair.

It's not that I don't know that it's a bad idea. It's that, lately, bad ideas have a particular hold over me.

This is never going to be over,” I shout. “Someone will always be after me. There’s always consequences. Well, BRING IT. I am done with being afraid, and I am done with you.

Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.

Some promises aren’t worth keeping.

There is nothing for her beyond those gates," Gavriel said. "Do you think to bring her along like a talisman to remind you of your humanity? Or do you think sharing your damnation will lighten the burden of it?