Finally, he knew the kind of loving that made two one and understood Jane was his world. His ocean, his country, his sun, his rain, his very heart.

Revenge. They took too much. You give up and die, or learn how to take back.

You're not falling for me, are you, Irish?" -Adam to Gabrielle

I am going to love you now, slow and sweet.

There are only shades of gray. Black and white are nothing more than lofty ideals in our minds, the standards by which we try to judge things, and map out our place in the world in relevance to them.

Yesterday was a memory. Tomorrow was a hope. Today was another day to live and do one's best to love

Barrons was powerful, broodingly good-looking, insanely wealthy, frighteningly intelligent, and had exquisite taste, not to mention a hard body that emitted some kind of constant low-level charge. Bottom line: He was the stuff of heroes. And psychotic killers.