When everything seems like its changed…its because things have." Ethan Wate in Beautiful Creatures.

It was a promise she knew I might not be able to keep. But I made it anyway because I was going to find a way to make it true.

Here’s the million-dollar question: how are you going to write this book if you’re afraid to start writing? Give your friend Doubt a name, and then block his calls.

Got it. Demon. Death. Doom.

Even in the slippery blur of heat and arms and noise, Lena affected everything in her wake, a pull as powerful as the moon to the tides, or the planets to the sun. I was caught in her orbit, even as she pulled away from mine.

And have her back by midnight. " "Is that some powerful Caster hour?" "No. It's her curfew.

I watched for her hair to curl, the telltale Caster breeze. It didn't move. This wasn't Caster magic she was working. It was another kind altogether. She couldn't charm her way out from under Macon's watch. She would have to resort to older magic, stronger magic, the kind that had worked best on Macon from the time she first moved to Ravenwood. Plain old love.