My Rapier Wit Hides My Inner Pain.

Then Forget Gabriel. Is There A Particular Reason You Keep Biting Vampires?" Will Touched The Dried Blood On His Wrists, And Smiled. "they Don't Expect It.

One Does No Question Miracles, Or Complain That They Are No Constructed Perfectly To One's Liking.

What Did Wards Matter When You Could Create Your Own Reality Just By Drawing It?

You’re Seventeen,” Magnus Said. “you Can’t Have Wasted A Life You’ve Barely Lived.

Come Back To Me, Tessa. Henry Said That Perhaps, Since You Had Touched The Soul Of An Angel, That You Dream Of Heaven Now, Of Fields Of Angels And Flowers Of Fire. Perhaps You Are Happy In Those Dreams. But I Ask This Out Of Pure Selfishness. Come Back To Me. For I Cannot Bear To Lose All My Heart.