“Good was above all kind; it was to be gentle. It was to waste nothing. It was to paint, to read, to… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“A loyal demon? Who knew,” Jo jeers, and I want to hit her. “No,” Armand’s voice lashes out. “It’s predictably selfish.” — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“Rotten boys with their rotten eyes with their ridiculous rotten eyelashes. They suck a girl in, a pair of Venus fly-traps. No,… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“But remember the overall lesson, that your love for others, and their love for you, that the increase of love in life… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“It’s illegal, you know,” he murmurs. “Stealing.” I clear my throat. “Stealing?” “My heart. I could have you arrested.” I snort. “For… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“No, I should kill him. He said himself he would eventually go back to the demons. But he turns long-lashed eyes on… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“I laugh. “How exactly do you see this…” I wave between the two of us, unable to come up with a descriptor… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“You are a total nerd.” Not what he’s expecting, the darkness wiped away by a startled laugh. “What?” “Why else would you… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“Oh, Armand!" Agnes whirled away to embrace him now. "I do like her. You were ever so clever to find her." Armand… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“He doesn’t back down under my accusations. Instead he leans in, his big frame curving over me like a wave. “I would… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“Life is a tragedy, one way or another. What is certain is that you die.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Forget them, Meda. Forget her.” He reaches up and puts his hand on the side of my face, tugging it toward him.… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“That’s what I get for playing with fire,” he grumbles, rubbing his head. It can’t hurt too badly – his head is… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
“Maybe the problem is that demons belong with demons. Because they’re both takers. One takes from the other but she doesn’t miss… — Eliza Crewe Copy Share Image
