You'll be alive', he pointed out. 'That's what matters. Enjoy what you have, every little detail of wherever you are. Don't focus on where you aren't.
Richelle MeadThen why are you crying?โ โBecause of you!โ I beat my fists on his chest. โBecause I love you, and I donโt know what to do! I can solve almost any problem, but I canโt solve this. I donโt know how to deal with that. And Iโm afraid! Afraid for you! Do you know what itโd do to me if something happens to you?โ I stopped hitting him and clasped my hands over my own chest, as though there was a danger my heart might fall out. โThis! This would break. Shatter. Crumble. Crumble until it was dust.โ I dropped my hands. โBlown away on the wind until there was nothing left.
Richelle MeadFor a moment, staring down and realizing what I'd just done, I wanted to throw myself in after him, because surely there was no way I could go on living now.
Richelle MeadI want you to go back to Tucson and bring me the bottle of tequila I keep in my liquor cabinet. And don't scare Tim." Volusian remained motionless in that way of his. "My mistress grows increasingly creative in her ways to torment me." "I thought you'd appreciate it." "Only in so much as it inspires me to equally creative means to rip you apart when I am able to break free of these bonds and finally destroy you." "You see? There's a silver lining to everything. Now hurry up.
Richelle Mead