Take care of my heart won't you, Sophie? It's a little odd having it outside my body-but I'm planning to steal yours to make up for it.

Your love is a fierce thing, Elena, a thing with claws and teeth when it comes to protecting those you claim.

There's not much left inside me, Max" Sometimes, all she heard were echoes.

Take care of my heart won't you, Sophie? It's a little odd having it outside my body-but I'm planning to steal yours to make up for it.

A naked blade sheathed in velvet, that was Raphael's voice.

This was the kind of job that made legends out of hunters. Of course, to be a legend, you generally had to be dead.

Only ignorance excuses stupidity