Mimi knew now what she had to do. To save their bond, to save themselves. She had to destroy Schuyler Van Alen.
Jack put a hand on his heart and nodded. “I feel the same way about you.
It was so nice just to live in the moment, to enjoy holding him so closely, to pretend for a little while that they were merely two young people in love and nothing else.
Because love was not the answer to every question. Because real love meant sacrifice. Sometimes love means letting go.
Tonight the world is yours, as am I.
Had pretended to be Abbadon of the Dark, when always he had been working for the Light.
Love. It’s so close to hate, it’s almost indistinguishable. But this is how it was for the two of them. Love and hate. Life and death. Joy and anguish.
A mind is like a puzzle; you must unlock it to read its hidden secrets.
Remember all fairy tales end at some point.
Evil was seductive and easy, and virtue was difficult and unappreciated.
I know you. I know this isn’t you. And even if it is, I still love you. As much as I always have. You will always be mine. I will always love you, I promised you that when you left, and it’s true now.
It didn’t help that she was painfully shy and kept to herself, because then they just thought she was stuck-up, which she wasn’t. She was just quiet.
Time did not mean anything to those who had too much of it, but it was even more precious once it was limited.
As an author you hope your characters have sparks but truly in the end they have minds of their own!
You’ve got to stop thinking everyone’s problems can be solved by falling in love.
I still love you. I will always love you, and that is all that matters. I will forgive you anything, and I will forgive you this.
Now that she decided she knew exactly what she wanted –him- she couldn’t wait to break the news. And if he didn’t want her, she could live with that – what she wouldn’t be able to live with was if she never told him.
One minute you could be getting a smoke in the alley on the Lower East Side with your friends, having drinks and dancing on tables in a popular nightclub. And the next minute, you could be dead.
Once you start telling people you’re famous, they believe you.
I’m up for it. Whatever it is. As long as it means I’ll always be with you.