Sometimes the greatest wounds are the ones we try the hardest not to inflict.

I will bathe in your warmth ma petite. Roll you around me until my heart beats only for you. My breath will grow warm from your kiss.

That was the problem with loving people: it made you weak. It made you need them. It made the thought of not having them the worst thing in the world.

...you don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all.

Silk didn't care if it slid over scars or smooth, untouched skin. I'd earned my right to be paranoid.

I'm very judgmental person. It's one of my faults.

I try not to worry about rewriting books that worked well the first time. I'm too busy writing new books to worry about things that are already in print