“He said her name like it was something he'd already left behind. She could feel her heart twisting inside the walls of her chest.” — Hannah Tinti Copy Share Image
“Blood fountained in an arterial spray that wet her face, turned the cherry blossoms black, but she was already shoving the blade into his heart and twisting it into so much pulp ... 'Will she be able to make him… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
