angels-and-demons

Death was a living creature. Death was a man tormented by his past. Death was once a human.

Something was bleeding_ and something was broken. It was my heart_ because I had to leave you. (Chase to Rayne)

I cannot ever imagine a time or place in which I will not love you. I am willing to do whatever it takes.

He who writes is the martyr, seen through the eyes of the unassuming doll.

I have decided to change something. I am thinking I may want to go by Aimee again._- Aimee (Marked Book #1) page 102

It's true; most souls come here in whatever clothing they died in, truly unfortunate for the people who died naked. Of course, it's really worse for us than them. Most people don't look good without their clothes,...

I am a guardian of sorts._- Liam (Marked Book #1) page 171

Everything made sense in a book...Too bad her life wasn__ fiction.

When had things gotten so tangled in her heart and mind? Everything had been clear at one point, hadn__ it? No, she supposed it never had been perfectly clear.

Aimee turned and walked out, giving him a wink and a smile, careful not to part her lips. His reaction to her fangs, as amusing as it may be, would hurt her chances of blending in._ _ Aimee (Marked Book #1) page 215

I am yours. Whatever you ask of me it is done._- Marc (Marked Book #1) page 179

I__ not trying to fix you. I don__ think you__e broken._- Damian (Marked Book #1) page 266

You__e not his,_ Bryan said firmly. __ry, I don__ know whose I am anymore.

So you are vampire then, my beauty?_- Damian (Marked Book #1) page 160

Is it wrong to protect your heart?_- Marc (Marked Book #1) page 130

I would have done better to cherish my good memories. I know that you were trying to protect me, and I admire you for that. I wish now that I had let you._- Aimee (Marked Book #1) page 288

First, you must be certain that you are ready for knowledge. There are many things that we bury in our minds for a reason. Are you sure that you want to go digging up the past?_- Elsie (Marked Book #1) page 226

Miranda waited. No voice spoke. No heavenly choir broke out in song. God Himself did not call her name. She frowned. Typical.