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.

As much as we have free choice, absolute destiny is immutable. What is meant to happen does, through one measure or another.

Love’em or hate’em, by blood or by heart, family was a kind of oxygen. Necessary for the living.

[...]you know what they say about messengers, right"? Excuse me?" Too much bad news will get you shot."[...]

Terrific. A bisexual dominant vampire with kidnapping expertise.

When I want you to beg, I'll tell you.

I love you. And I'm going to keep loving you even after you don't know I exist.