We fit, you and I,” he whispered looking into that haunting gaze. “Two broken pieces making a whole.

As an example of wealth, good taste, and subtle intimidation, it took first prize.

Holding her gaze, he closed the final distance between them and went down to his knees, that beautiful bruised face looking up at her.

You try to leave and I will hunt you down." Relief poured through her, but she smacked at his thigh with the back of her brush. "Like a rabid dog? Very romantic.

Your weapons-master appears to have an actual, beating heart," she said to Raphael. "Who knew?" "Jessamy." "I concede that point." Elena referring to Galen

You", he said, "are the single exception that rule". The oldest, deepest, most beautiful flaw in his Silence."Without you, I would be a monster.

His kiss held his heart. It broke hers.