What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?

When he turned to face her, the drawn look on his face was one of absolute agony as if Luce had just ripped his heart out

I've already had to wait so long." "How long?" Luce asked. "Not so long that I've forgotten that you're worth everything. Every sacrifice. Every pain.

End times aren't supposed to be very pretty.

Love was a dance floor where everyone you loved left a mark behind.

Arriane sized her up, tapping one finger against her lips. "Perfect," she said, stepping forward to loop her arm through Luce's. "I was just thinking I could really use a new slave.

This wasn't strong-willed, fly-by-the-seat-of-her-miniskirt Kate that I'd befriended last year. You think you know a girl- and then she goes and loses her virginity at a Mardi Gras party and goes soft.