“Sebastian's eyes were the color of smoke and silver. His pale skin, raven hair, and naturally dark red lips, paired with a rebel attitude and a poet's soul, pulled me in like a dark, magnetic force.” — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
“I thought you weren't supposed to open Pandora's Box." He shrugged. "Wouldn't know about that. Probably just a myth." I lifted an eyebrow. "Really.… — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
“Don't be afraid." And then we were gone. Weightless. The ground at my feet suddenly disappeared along with everything else. A scream lodged in my throat, coming out broken and pathetic. And then we were sitting on a wide ledge. High above Jackson Square. Christ, he'd blinked me to - I gazed above me. Not just a ledge. Oh God,… — Kelly Keaton Copy Share
“Whatever it was, it was something you could dance to, or lie down on the floor, close your eyes, and weep to.” — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
“You don't have to see me out," I told him as he came back to the table. "Unless you're going home too." "No. I… — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
“I glanced up into round black eyes, ringed in yellow, but in some small part I saw humanity there. Sadness. It blinked. "Made," it… — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
“I laughed in disbelief, the sharp sound rebounding down the corridor, the echo eventually replaced by the flat, continuous drip of water against stone.… — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
“Athena came into focus. She stood at my feet, looking down at me with a pleased expression. "He's mine now," she practically purred. I… — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
“I’m not some three-hundred-year-old pervert who kisses teenage girls, okay?” — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
“Yes, tell us, Ari. Tell us what you have seen." Athena. Dead flowers and flashing emerald beads threaded through her tangled, upswept hair. A… — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
“How's your scratch, Henri?" I asked. He snorted and leaned against the dresser. "You mean the shotgun blast in my side? It's wonderful. I… — Kelly Keaton Copy Share Image
