Schuyler put a gentle hand on Abbadon's feathered extensions, feeling the majestic power underneath their silky weight. She had been frightened once, to see him in this light, but now that she saw his terrifying face, she found it beautiful.

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

A brain with no heart and no reasoning ... well, nothing is more meaningless.

Jack Force was more than she had ever dared wish for, and he was better than a dream or a fantasy because he was real. He was far from perfect, moody and distant at times, and burdened with sharp temper and an impulsiveness that was part of his dark nature. But she felt more love for him than she thought possible. He wasn't perfect, but he was perfect for her. (Schuyler Van Alen)

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

Death was just the beginning of a journey that everyone took at some point.

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