Two voices struggled inside me. One that wanted to be good and brave, and one that told the good one to keep her mouth shut.

After all, how many ways can one heart be mangled and still be expected to keep beating?

Because when I thought of him, of his voice, his hypnotic eyes, the magnetic force of his personality, I wanted nothing more than to be with him right now.

There's no law that says I can't cook in my own house." - Charlie Swan

So it’s still standing?” he managed to get out between his snickers. “I would’ve thought you two had knocked it to rubble by now. What were you doing last night? Discussing the national debt?” Emmett howled with laughter.

This love was tricky...was it simply better somehow? Because these humans could hate with so much fury, was the other end of the spectrum that they could love with more heart and zeal and fire?

I’m afraid you’re going to have to make a choice.