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

You said you were a victim. That's why...that's why ultimately, you and I aren't matched for each other. In spite of everything that's happened, I've never though of myself that way. Being a victim means you're powerless. That you won't take action. Always...always I've done something to fight for myself...for others. No matter what.

I changed my mind," he said. "I'll take you up on helping me get a job." I almost swerved into oncoming traffic.

I found the candles—atrocious air freshening ones that smelled like fake pine.

If Victor was frightened by Dimitri's threat, he didn't show it. His jade green eyes glanced between the two of us. "You two are a match made in heaven. Or somewhere.

Since I’m presuming you don’t mean you finally bought him a leash, let me say simply that there is a big difference between allowing an animal to ravage you and allowing yourself to be ravaged. One is common. The other is art. It is planned. Crafted, even. Only capable of being done by a master.

Yes, Roza. I did want you. I still do. I wish... we could be together. -Dimitri to Rose on their relationship