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

Fight for the only thing she knew was good enough, noble enough, powerful enough to be worth risking everything... Love.

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.

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

I do all of these things," Daniel said, leaning into her so that their foreheads touched, "because you're my love, Lucinda. For me, you're all there is.

This is why angels choose sides, why people join teams. It costs too much not to; it weighs too heavily to soldier on alone.

Daniel had ruined that couple’s life. Killed their daughter. All because he’d been some hotshot angel who saw something he wanted and went after it.