I want you to know that I would do it all again. I will choose you every time.

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

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

Last night we told you that none of the angels remember where we landed when we fell," Daniel said. "Yeah, about that... How's it possible?" Shelby said. "You'd think that kind of thing would leave an impression on the old memorizer." Cam's face reddened. "You try falling for nine days through multiple dimensions and trillions of miles, landing on your face, breaking your wings, rolling around concussed for who knows how long, wandering the desert for decades looking for any clue as to who or what or where you are - then talk to me about the old memorizer.

And the way he looked at her was so intense, his big green eyes probing into her, like he approved of everything she held inside.

And the sweetest, spellbound feeling spilling from her heart.

Cam stepped into the clearing. His eyes were rimmed with a thick, shimmering gold shadow, and it shone on his face in the moonlight, making him look like a wildcat.