Can I bite you here, too?

If I were to splay you out on my desk and thrust my fingers into you right now, I think I’d find different.

You do realize this makes your wings even more unique." "Are you saying you shot me as a cosmetic procedure?

Truth was a tool. It should never simply be said. No, it had to be bent, twisted, colored, until it became a weapon.

I'm the best," Elena muttered to herself the next morning s she got out of the taxi in front of the magnificient creation that was Archangel Tower. "Hey, lady, you gonna pay me or just talk to yourself?" "What? Oh.... Keep the change." ... "...you got a big hunt coming on?" Elena didn't ask how he'd pegged her for a hunter. "No. But I do have a high chance of meeting a horrible death within the next few hours. Might as well do something good as up my shot at getting into heaven.

Looking at her, bedraggled and beaten, some might have seen weakness. He saw strength, determination, and a will no one could crush.

"We die," she said, "we die together. That's the deal."