Happy endings were never handed out. You had to fight for them, earn them with bruised hearts and sacrifices.

We could've done this anywhere, but I wanted you to see me, to see this," he said, gesturing at the room. "I wanted you to know where I come from, what I am under the choices I make.

Shouts of dismay rose as the red flesh splattered against the table. It was only a tomato, but one would think I was pulping a decaying heart by the noise the big, strong FIB officers were making.

It was a nice bit of blackmail that kept him off my back, but he refused to take the message that I wasn’t going to work for him. ’Course, that might be my fault…since I seemed unable to say no when he waved enough money at me.

Life was going on, and no one but a handful of people cared if I lived or died.

There is black. There is white. Gray is a cowardly excuse to mix our wants with our needs.

It is not always what we do, Sa'han, but who we love that makes us who we are. Quen