In his fantasy, he kissed his best friend again, pulled back, and… “I love you,” he said into the spray of the shower. “I… love you.” As he closed his eyes against the pain, it was hard to know how much of what ran down his cheeks was water, and how much was something else.

People going in the wrong direction will get like that. Round pegs just don't fit in square holes.

Man, life was complicated. But the truth was simple. He was her home. He was where she belonged.

Perfect date material, she thought. A vampire with the social equivalent of road rage. ---Beth about Wrath

He nodded and curled over his paper, writing quickly. As his words took form on the white page, she got to watch him...and realized she never wanted him to go. She wanted him here beside her forever.

Oh, the humanity.... It was a wonder Rhage hadn't blinded himself with all that pop culture.

Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core. And both endings are equally painful.