He wasn’t my type. He wasn’t safe. But I didn’t care.
I had never expected to fall in love, but then, I’d never imagined anyone like Jess. She was one beautiful contradiction. The idea of letting someone else own my heart wasn’t appealing. It sounded weak and Foolish. Something meant for the words of a song. I was wrong.
He defied Heaven to keep her, he defeated evil to save her, but if her soul wants another... will he be able to let her go?
I’m not a man so I do not have a heart that loves as a human does. I’m an immortal god that dwells with supreme power because I hold the keys to Death. But you are my existence. I am yours.
I’m trying my hardest to get you so wrapped up in me you never leave.
You are mine. Do you hear me? You are mine, Della Sloane. I will take care of you. Nothing is taking you away from me. Nothing.
The heart wants who the heart wants. We can’t help that.
But when we find that one person who completes us, we don’t give up. No matter how bad we screw up. We make it right.
Sometimes what we want isn’t what’s best for us – Della.
When you love someone, you can’t lie to them. It hurts to much. It’s a deception that goes too deep.
When a soul is created, so is its mate. In every lifetime those souls find each other. They complete the other’s destiny.
I am in awe of the things you’ve been put through and the fact you can still light up a room when you walk in. When I look at you I see life. I see joy. I see my future.
Good isn’t my thing but Sawyer’s important to me. Please remember I’ve got my limits and you studying my mouth like you want a taste is pushing me dangerously close to the edge of those limits.
You only deserve what you make yourself worthy of.
Fine. You don’t want to be good enough for me, then you will never be. I deserve someone who wants to be what I need.
I know being with me is not easy. But I want you to understand no one has me, or has ever had me, except you.
I dropped my phone on the floor and let the pain assail me. I’d given my heart away to someone who didn’t want it. Even knowing that, I didn’t regret it. I just wanted him to want me. I just wanted him to love me too.
Sawyer was always the Vincent boy worth fighting for. He’s the special one.
My heart may be black but it was still capable of heart failure.
The one thing I’d learned was that having someone with you all the time did not take away the loneliness. You could be surrounded by people and be lonely. Something was missing. I could almost pinpoint it, but right when it was within my grasp I forgot; it just slipped away.