Cam's wings were so bright they were almost blinding as they pulsed. "Holy Hell," Callie whispered, blinking."More or less," Arriane said

This was weird. The thing that could have driven two friends instantly apart was actually drawing them closer together.

I've met you many times Lucinda, and most of the time, you're a downright bore.

I hope that I live for a thousand years, and have a thousand daughters so that there will always be a woman who can curse your name.

I have to go," he said at last, getting to his feet. "I shouldn't even be here, but I cannot keep my self away from you. I worry about you in every waking moment. I love you, Luce. So much it hurts.

She would not stop until she beat the devil.

Suicide was a mortal luxury not afforded to angels.