Some things are private. Some things needed to be said, even when the person who needed to hear them couldn’t hear anything. Ever again.

You’ll have to give me a minute here. Gravity’s a real bitch this morning.Ian to Kori

…sometimes compassion is the greater part of honor.

Ethan was loyal and funny and protective. When we were little, he was the brother most likely to make me cry—and mostly likely to wipe away my tears.

I don’t want to love him—this would be so much simpler if I didn’t. But I do.He’s funny, and passionate, and strong, and he believes in me more than I even believe in myself. When...

Yeah, well, I’m not your standard enforcer.

I squeezed my eyes shut and took several deep breaths, trying not to smell Jace in front of me, not to taste him on my lips. But it was useless. In that moment, Jace was...

Stay for me. Stay with me. There will never be anyone else. Not in my bed. Not in my life. And not in my heart.

Em didn’t truly understand about my panic attacks – no one did. But she’d never pushed me to explain, never tried to ditch me when things got weird, and never once looked at me like...

You’re the brightest thing I’ve ever seen, Kaylee. You’re this beautiful ball of fire spitting sparks out at the world, burning fiercely, holding back the dark by sheer will. And I always knew that if...

…the dead have a way of becoming saints in the eyes of their survivors…

Faythe…?” The tremor in his voice broke my heart. Then understanding surfaced, and his tear-filled eyes searched mine desperately. “No. No,” he whispered through clenched teeth. “This was not wrong. It’s the only thing I’ve...

She’s fifteen!”Nash shrugged. “That’s just a number. It doesn’t say anything about her.””It says something pretty damn funny about your IQ!” I said, and he opened his mouth to retort, but I spoke over him....

Vanity, right?” Nash reappeared in the living room with an open bag of potato chips. “I nominate my venerable brother. He likes to play hero, and one look at him should establish the vanity angle.””Nash!”...

Everything worth fighting for is hard.

Sorry doesn’t mean anything! Not when you’re still with him. It’s not just that you cheated—it’s that he’s still here, and you’re still with him. It just goes on and on, and it hurts every...

I got swirling eyes and the capacity to shatter windows with my bare voice. Tod got teleportation and invisibility. The supernatural world is so far from fair.

Can’t clean up after you anymore, baby brother, so don’t punk out. Make it count.

We share that misfortune, reaper…

Most aspects of my training didn’t agree with me. There wasn’t as much bossing around as I’d hoped for, and there was way too much following orders.

Son of a motherfucking, ass-reaming, shit-eating, hell-dodging soulless bitch!

I had no desire to hear another woman tell my boyfriend how hot he was. If I wanted him to know, I’d damn well tell him myself.

So instead of ignoring the pain, I called out to it, reaching for more. Pain is part of who I am. It’s the defining characteristic of a Shifter’s transformation. Pain is what I suffer from...

There’s a good kind of crazy, Kaylee,” he insisted softly, reaching out to wrap his warm hand around mine. “It’s the kind that makes you think about things that make your head hurt, because not...

The moment the door opened I knew an ass-kicking was inevitable. Whether I’d be giving it or receiving it was still a bit of a mystery.

It’s the kind that makes you thinkabout things that make your head hurt, because not thinking about them is the coward’s way out. The kind that makes you touch people who bruise yoursoul, just because...

You’re Nash’s brother. And a grim reaper?” She blinked again, and I readied myself for hysterics, or fear, or laughter. But knowing emma, I should have known better. “So you, what? Kill people? Did you...

Sneak out.” He shrugged, as if that should have been a no-brainer. But that was easy for him to say. He was dead. What else could they do to him, take away his birthday?

Walking around nude in front of humans was not a good way to keep a low profile with the community. It was an excellent way to make new friends, though.

Until then, I would pretend my ankle was made of steel, like some kind of bionic joint, and that I could feel no pain. I was superhuman. I could do anything. But I’d take some...

Maddock stabbed his fried egg with his fork, and bright yellow yolk bled all over his plate like a sunshine hemorrhage.

Screw this. He’d blown his shot at nice-and-easy, which only left quick-and-brutal—my favorite way to play.

Not that I don’t appreciate the rescue,” Holt said. “But I’m forced to ask, in the interest of self-preservation … exactly how well armed are you right now?

How did you do it?” I brought the teacup to my mouth for another sip. “How did you guide Sophie’s soul? I thought you were a reaper.””He’s both,” Nash said from behind me, and I...

My hands wrapped around his waist, traveling up the broad expanse of his back, mooth and hard, and…”Give it a rest, already,” Tod snapped from somewhere behind his brother. “It already smells like sex in...

The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers.

Broke his nose.

I opened my mouth to tell her that everything would be okay, but the words melted like sugar on my tongue-sweet yet insubstantial.

Apparently the complete works of Shakespeare packed quite a wallop. To think, my mother said I’d never find use for an English degree. Ha! I’d like to see her knock someone silly with an apron...

And I met Madeline’s necromancer. His name’s Luca.” “A death detector?” Tod made a face. “That’s creepy.” “It gets weirder. He’s dating Sophie.” “On purpose?

Alec licked his spoon, then set it on the table and popped his drink open. “Okay, I may be breaking some kind of girl bonding rule or something, but can I offer you a guy’s...

Or has your dad changed his mind about that?” Alex sneered. “My father never changes his mind.” “Oh, that’s right. Your dad’s the sort who’ll bang his head into a brick wall over and over,...

Chocolate says “I’m sorry” so much better than words.

Just because Marc won’t touch you doesn’t mean I shouldn’t. Right? I don’t have that kind of self-control, and honestly, I don’t see the point in it. Are you supposed to be impressed by how...

What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only?

I’m saying that I can wait. For now. But when things get back to normal—assuming that ever happens—I want my shot. We can make each other happy, Faythe. I know it. And I’m done walking...

You think he left a big flashing arrow pointing to a filing cabinet labeled ‘Evidence Here!’? He’s a Stray, Ethan, not Wile E. Coyote!

Wow. You guys are like a broken record. Don’t you ever get tired of the whole ‘knock ’em our and drag ’em back to the cave’ routine? ‘Cause I swear, Cro-Magnons were more subtle.

When mice run, cats give chase.

Eastlake High makes Buffy’s hellmouth look like a crack in the sidewalk.