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

Kingsley smiled his Cheshire smile. And without a word, he called up the white darkness - the subvertio - a spell that unlocked what could not be unlocked, that destroyed what could not be destroyed. There was a rumbling, a shaking, like the strongest earthquake, and the iron gate crumbled, and the path began to melt. the demon shrieked, but Kingsley just looked at Mimi the entire time. "Azrael...

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

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

Because love was not the answer to every question. Because real love meant sacrifice. Sometimes love means letting go.

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.

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