Now I was nothing but a shade of grey - my moral compass ambiguous.
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Onyx.
“That kind of love should've been able to beat sickness. That kind of love should've conquered anything.”
“My heart cracked. Daemon never begged.”
“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...”
“Understanding comes hard to persons of high rank who are accustomed to phony lifestyles that involve no daily work.”
“Creation and destruction are the two ends of the same moment. And everything between the creation and the next destruction is the journey of life.”
“But understanding will always require some effort. You probably wouldn't admire a friend who was good at everything if it cost her no effort.”