Is that all souls are for? For when we die?" "No. They're for living, too.

Skip meeting him? The butterflies, the pounding heart, the blushing? The part where you enter each other's magnetic fields for the first time, and it's like invisble lines of energy are drawing you together-

Beauty,’ Brimstone had scoffed once. ‘Humans are fools for it. As helpless as moths who hurl themselves at fire.

Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world. No matter what happens. I need you to remember that I love you.

And I've found that since you can't electrify yourself like a fence, the next best thing is to have murderer's eyes.

I will do just as you wish,' said no cat ever.

I've always been a reader and a writer.