Melissa de la Cruz Quotes

Maybe weakness is a strength of a kind.

you're the liar" - Mimi Force

Kingsley, ever the joker, had his Venator mark tattooed near his unmentionables

Oliver liked to play the part of disaffected youth, but he liked shopping in SoHo even more.

I still love you. I will always love you, and that is all that matters. I will forgive you anything, and I will forgive you this.

Evil was seductive and easy, and virtue was difficult and unappreciated.

No one was ever good enough for anybody's precious sons. No one ever called daughters precious, and why was that? Things had not changed very much. In the end women like Emily and Ingrid and Freya and Joanna only had one another to lean on. The men were wonderful when they were around, but their fires burned too bright, they lived too close to the sun - look what happened to her boy, and to her man. Gone. Women only had one another in the end.

When she reached the shallow end, Kingsley held out his hand and pulled her up, but she lost her step and fell into his arms, her body crushing momentarily against his.

White for light. White for love. White for forever.

I love her because she has become something more to me. She become my life.

HE was standing across the street, staring at her with a look of shock and dismay. One look in Oliver's eyes and she knew he knew. But how? How could he have known? The'd been so careful to keep their love a secret. The grief etched all over his face was too much to bear. Schuyler felt the words catch in her throat as she crossed the stree to stand in front of him. "Ollie...it's not..." Oliver shot her a look of pure hatred, turned on his heel and began to run away. "OLIVER, please,let me explain.

You're late," she said, tapping her watch. "No, you're just early.

I have never given this ring, my soul, to anyone. Azrael has never had any part of this. This is the only part of myself that is truly mine, and now it is yours.” —Jack Force

I lived for those moments when we were together, those few times in my life that I actually felt alive.

He knew what it was like to love one who did not--or could not--love you back. But he'd had no choice. None of them did.

Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.

Schuyler pulled Oliver close and hugged him tightly. "Thank you," she whispered. Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.

They did it for love, and sometimes love makes us do the irrational .. even the inexcusable.

Never trust a shiny surface. They hide a multitude of flaws.

Not that they were there to have fun—although with Kingsley Martin around, fun was never far from the agenda.

Instead of fearing the future, I should live and enjoy the present, she told herself.

The rose fell into his lap, and he looked up, startled. Mimi grinned. "Hey handsom" Mimi sent. "What's up?" Jack replied, without speaking. "Just thinking of you." Jack's smile deepened, and he threw the rose back at her so that it landed in her lap. Mimi tucked it behind her ear and fluttered her eyelashes appreciatively.

Now that she decided she knew exactly what she wanted –him- she couldn’t wait to break the news. And if he didn’t want her, she could live with that – what she wouldn’t be able to live with was if she never told him.

Maybe she'd been drinking too much of the super-sweet Mexican Coca-Cola they had down here. Or maybe she was just tired, alone, and far from home. Because somewhere in the brittle, concrete center of Azrael's dark heart, something was melting.

When their lips met, and their tongues touched, it was like they were kissing in a hundred different places, and her senses were flooded with new sensations and old memoires. He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time.

Dude you scare me sometimes! You're all vampire superwoman

Who knew that the path to a womans heart was through the soul of an honest man?

Time did not mean anything to those who had too much of it, but it was even more precious once it was limited.

A promise, a bond, a joy, a love for the ages, for the history books.…But what was love but pain?

The world in your mind is as real as the world outside of it.

That was the thing about pictures--they were worth a thousand words, but sometimes they weren't the right ones.

Tonight the world is yours, as am I.

I know you. I know this isn't you. And even if it is, I still love you. As much as I always have. You will always be mine. I will always love you, I promised you that when you left, and it's true now.

A mind is like a puzzle; you must unlock it to read its hidden secrets.

That morning, she had found an envelope stuffed into her locker. It was from the Mercer Hotel, and held a plastic door key for their suite. "See you there tonight," Oliver had written. "Chomp! Chomp!

He was like a shooting star you tried to catch with your hands. She would only get burned.

You are healed." Allegra nodded. "You are no longer a Silver Blood." She paused. "But you are no longer a vampire either." Bliss started. No longer a vampire-but what did that mean? Did it mean she was just human?

Stop your doubting, my love. I knew you would find me. ~Jack

Jack leaped over the gate, his sword aflame. To vanquish his foe and rescue his love.

Black is the color of night. White is the true color of death

Trust me to return to you." "I will wait forever. however long it takes.

This is not some silly game...This is life and death Angels and demons.

Bonds are made to be broken," he said. "Just like rules.

It was so nice just to live in the moment, to enjoy holding him so closely, to pretend for a little while that they were merely two young people in love and nothing else.

If you think we'll get in, we'll get in. It's all about confidence, trust me.

He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time.

It was maddening how your best friend could twist the knobs inside of you so much that it hurt.

It didn't help that she was painfully shy and kept to herself, because then they just thought she was stuck-up, which she wasn't. She was just quiet.