My smile faded, and I suddenly felt confused. My heart leapt in my chest. "Why would you do that for me?" "What wouldn't I do for you?

Brayden met my eyes. His were hazel, almost like Eddie’s but with a little green. Not as much green as Adrian’s, of course. No one’s eyes were that amazingly green.

All this time…ever since I sold my soul, I’ve been clinging to this idea that there is something pure and decent out there. That there was something to give me hope that even if I was a lost cause, at least there was something bright and good in the world. But there isn’t. If there was, Seth wouldn’t have fallen. Erik wouldn’t have died. Andrea Mortensen wouldn’t be dying.” -Georgina to Carter

The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.

It’s Adrian Ivashkov logic. Don’t try to understand it. Just roll with it.

Piece of Heaven?" "No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking.

I'll find you. There is no place in this world you can hide from me. I'm watching. Love, Dimitri