Tessa: Are all vampires like that? Cold like that?Charlotte: Many of them have been alive a long time. They don’t see things the way we do.

God, she looked like an angel from this angle as she sat in the sunlight that streamed in from a nearby open window. I was hoping with all my heart that what I was about to tell her, wouldn’t make this angel fall.

When the mind is silent, you can listen to your heart and remember that everything is Love and that you are that Love.

An angel’s arm can’t snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can’t confine me there.

Please, baby, you had to know the Devil would be well endowed.

You look like her; the angel I have seen in my dreams.

…for if a woman’s body can attract the holy angels, how much more the unholy man.

A few years ago, a priest working in a slum section of a European city was asked why he was doing it, and replied, ‘So that the rumor of God may not completely disappear.

I’m of the camp that if an angel tells you one thing, and a man in ruby slippers tells you another, you go with the angel.

The angel’s lower body was covered by a pair of faded jeans that showcased the strong muscles in his thighs…along with a few other things she’d only dared dream about. His upper body was bare, showing off honeyed skin, washboard abs, and a killer set of pecs.

She’ll kill me if she finds you in here. Can you climb trees? Tell me you can climb a tree!”Patch grinned, “I can fly.

I’m not leaving you. We still have a chance.” “How?”Kayson’s voice echoes his hopelessness. He’s already given up.”Hey, as long as we are still breathing, we still have a chance. If you quit, then you’re quitting on me too.

Everything in life is nonsense. It’s just a question of perspective.

When we live in the ego, we are human. When we live in the Awareness of the Oneness, we are Human Angels

You and I have a connection that nothing, not on heaven or earth, or even hell, could ever break. If you want to talk to me, talk to me. I’ll hear you…

I don’t do it for Michael. I do it for them.””Them?””People.””They’re broken! Flawed!””Yes, but some of them try to do better. Try to forgive.

The first lesson a watcher learns is to separate truth from illusion. Because in the world of magicks, it’s the hardest thing to do.

25 And the Lord spake unto the Angel that guarded the eastern gate, saying ‘Where is the flaming sword that was given unto thee?’26 And the Angel said, ‘I had it here only a moment ago, I must have put it down some where, forget my own head next.’27 And the Lord did not ask...

Jamie glanced at her notes. “So let’s be honest, Jacks, can we? What is the best part of being an Angel? Is it the lifestyle? Is it the parties? The fame? What’s your favourite part?” “Just having this chance,” he said after considering. “And what chance is that?” Jamie asked. Jacks’s blue eyes twinkled. “The...

You are not one of Pentrigrel’s creations. This is not where you belong. He will not keep his word to you. He is concerned only with himself. You cannot condemn yourself to this over Lunette’s fate.

Anyone can have a friend, but the one that would walk in a storm to find you is all you will ever need.

People say, ‘You look like the girl who used to be on that show ‘Angel’ – they don’t actually think I’m her.

When he’d woken that morning to find her gone, he’d used the time alone to clean himself up in every sense of the word. Decisions about his future had been part of it, but there’d been more, too. Because in all the time they’d known one another he’d been completely unconcerned with his appearance. Now,...

Maombi yako yasipojibiwa usikate tamaa, Mungu alishakusikia na tayari alishaandaa malaika wa kukuletea jibu. Jibu wakati mwingine huchelewa kufika kwa sababu ya nguvu za giza. Usiwe na haraka, muda wako ukifika utajibiwa.

Who, last time I’d checked, was still on our official archenemy list. (Yes, we have to keep a list. It’s kind of sad.)

My friend Angela, she’s no angel. But my friend Demonica, she’s aptly named.

May you always have angels to walk with you on the right path.

Good fantasy fiction: … explores real human conditions through fantastic metaphors which universalize the characters’ individual experiences to speak personally to us all.

She wasn’t ordinary, I liked her that way. Mystery oozed from her pours as she walked so lightly I could have mistaken her for an angel.

Man allowed by God to do good and evil.That’s why some of angels feel so jealous.

You don’t talk much, do you, angel-face? I like that in a woman.

He’d been an angel once. He hadn’t meant to Fall. He’d just hung around with the wrong people.

It was so odd what brought out tenderness in people. It was never what you have expected.

I’m a girl; of course I have a built-in miss-o-meter.

Thinking belongs to duality. Love belongs to the Oneness. There is no thought without judgment, there is no Unconditional Love without the silence of the mind.

No, that you assumed I’d look at you in any fashion other than professionally.

When you just breathe on me, I want you. Being in your arms will melt me. Being naked with you might kill me.

She looked so adorable like an angel.

People who say you are ugly, may be true, because to them, you look like a monster. People who say you are beautiful, may also be true, because to them, you look like an angel.

Perhaps we all have a face behind a face…Good and the bad, happy and sad, sane and insane. We all have an angel and the stranger and we all have the choice!

Roselyn adored the scent of sex, the wafting aroma of angel fontanels before they earn their halos.

Part of her wanted to comfort him, to tell him everything was going to be okay. But the rest of her just wanted to throw him to the ground and rip those jeans off him. Funny how she could be so jealous of a pair of pants. They covered the sinfully male body she longed...

You’re mine, Angel. Every last piece of you. I won’t let anything change that.

That was probably the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to me.” “What? Almost falling in a ditch?””No, being carried by a girl.

An angel is an empty comic book thought bubble. The content has to be filled in by the viewer.

Human Angels are beacons that simply being who they are, illuminate the darkness, to help those who are still on the path to stay the course.

You get to know them, they get to know you and see if they like you. Then they’ll vote on you to become a prospect. You have to be sponsored by a Hells Angel.

In Hell… bad is good… and I am second only to the Devil.

Well, I guess I kinda worked it out. If there’s no great glorious end to all this, if nothing we do matters… , then all that matters is what we do. ‘Cause that’s all there is. What we do. Now. Today.

That’s why Henric was trying tokeep this from you. Because he realized it was the one thing that might help you remember what yourmother always taught you. You, of all people, really do have a choice. You can choose to be good . . .because you are part good. No matter how hard you try...