Why are you sad, Dorian?" He couldn't lie to her. "The leopard wants you to see it.

His kiss held his heart. It broke hers.

You almost died.” “But you brought me back.” She cupped his face in her hands. “I always knew you were there. Death didn't have a chance against the Wall.

We're all as susceptible to the lure of power.

Hawke's gaze was so innocent, Andrew knew it was pure bullshit

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.

Am I too early?" "No. He's waiting for you." The smile faded, to be replaced by a slightly disappointed expression. "I thought you'd be . . . scarier.