You know, Aunt Tasha makes jokes about how youʹd actually be a better queen than the others, except sometimes . . . I donʹt think sheʹs joking.

You need me? You yell. You want to leave? We go. I'll get you out of here, no matter what.

Seth told us good night and left. I watched him go wistfully. “Anyone else here feel like swooning?

But to be able to kiss someone you love when you're fully and completely in control of yourself and know who you are...it's exquisite. How we love others is affected by how we love ourselves.

What have I done?" I whispered. Jill put her arm around me, but it was Dimitri who spoke. "What you had to.

Stop bitching and try again.

Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.