Oh yes, we're going to brawl, baby. Over you. Again.

End times aren't supposed to be very pretty.

Are you okay?" Daniel whispered, his voice soft, his lips so close to hers. "Yes." She could feel the beating of his wings. "You caught me." "I will always catch you when you fall.

Cam was so much clearer, easier to figure out. Like he was algebra and Daniel was calculus.

Daniel Grigori!" Arriane hooted through her hands. "No!" Daniel hooted back without missing a beat.

Trust is a careless pursuit.

Loneliness in a crowd of people was the worst kind of loneliness, but she couldn't help it.