Keeping vigil over her are two monsters of very different breeds but monster just the same. Death on her left. Devil on her right.

You are what you are. Deal with it or change.

He pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?" I do. Jericho Barrons just told me he loves me.

If you weaken, I'll be strong. If you get lost, I'll be your way home. If you despair, I'll bring you joy. I will love you until the end of time.

No matter how people try to dispute it, perception is reality. Its what you choose to believe that makes you the person you are.

Are you decent?" a woman's voice called, pushing the door cautiously ajar. "Nay, but we're clothed," Cian purred.

Friends don’t build cages for each other.