My heart cracked. Daemon never begged.
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Onyx.
“That kind of love should've been able to beat sickness. That kind of love should've conquered anything.”
“Your mail could've waited." Daemon followed me into the kitchen. "What is it? Just books?"Grabbing the OJ from the fridge, I sighed. People who didn't heart books didn't understand.”
“Daemon pressed his forehead against mine. "Oh, I still want to strangle you. But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why. We just make crazy together.”
“I frowned as my fingers throbbed. Wait a sec. Theres a chance I cant work with fire and you let me do that?How else am I going to figure out your limitations?What the hell! I pulled my hand free, f...”
“Daemon laughed "I'm only at the service of one person in particular"My cheeks flamed as I scooted my chair over. "You are not servicing me in any way."He leaned in, closing my newly gained distance...”
“Strange how something good can come from something horrible.”
“Every great love starts with a great story...”
“I knew, in the silence that followed, that anything could happen here. It might be too late: again, I might have missed my chance. But I would at least know I tried, that I took my heart and extend...”
“You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer yes without having asked any clear question.”
“What the world stigmatizes as romantic is often more nearly allied to the truth than is commonly supposed.”
“Sky, wait. The way his voice wraps around my name makes me wish the only word in his entire vocabulary way Sky.”
“I'm not going to do it again," Lena Marquez whispered to the red purse across the hall from her nestle of blankets. "Never again.”
“If not for a dumb beast's incomprehension at its own destruction beneaththe loving hands of two heartbroken children.”