Come live with us, Diana. Don’t argue. Just say yes.”Diana looked at the ground to hide her emotions. Then she said, “Would I have to be hearing you two going at it night and day?

Say it. But…””But what?” he asked.She whispered it, sounding too vulnerable. “But only if its the truth, Caine. Only. If.””I love you,” he said.

I’m sorry for hurting you. I know I did. I’m most likely dead now, and I guess if there’s any kind of fairness in the afterlife I’m probably in hell getting roasted. But if that’s...

If you do bad stuff and don’t repent, you go to hell,” Orc said, like he was begging for a refutation.”Yeah, well, you know what? If Howard’s in hell, I guess we can all have...

He didn’t mind if she hated him. They were never going to be a cute romantic couple like Sam and Astrid. Clean-cut, righteous, all that. The perfect couple. He and Diana were the imperfect couple.

It’s only a scratch, don’t cut my arm off!

Desire urges me on, while fear bridals me.

But who exactly are the paparazzi? Are they motorcyclists?” and instantly earned himself the nickname Okoli Paparazzi

When I was married, I didn’t work. When I had my children, I didn’t work. But before that, I’d work for Diana Vreeland at ‘Harper’s Bazaar.’