Telling Sam and Daneca feels like peeling off my own skin to expose everything underneath. It hurts.

She took a deep breath, "Last chance. Are you in need of rescuing?" His expression turned very strange, almost as if she'd struck him, "yes," he said finally. -Tana and Gavriel-page 33- chapter 5

I'm not very good at explaining things," she said. "But I think you have beautiful eyes. I love the gold in them. I love that they're different from my eyes- I see mine all the time and I'm bored with them.

You can always count on your family to love you. And to betray you. And then to feel guilty about it.

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.

It’s hard to look at Barron now, but I do. He’s smirking. His black hair and black suit make him into a shadow, as if I conjured some dark mirror of myself.

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.