Angel... I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me.' -Patch (PG… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I would lay down everything I posses, even my soul. If that isn't love, it's the best thing have.” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Nice costume," he said. "Ditto. I can tell you put a lot of thought into yours." Amusement curled his mouth. "If you… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“What does ‘hmm’ have to do with anything? Could you ever use more than five words? All this grunting and minced words… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“One piece at a time,' the angel hissed, dangling something papery and drenched in dark liquid over Hank's whirling vision. Hank felt… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Every time you strip my sword, I owe you a kiss. How's that sound?" I bit my lip to keep from giggling.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch leaned back against the booth and arched his eyebrows at me. The gesture said it all: Pay up. "You got lucky,"… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“You're staying here, Angel." "You're taking this one alone?" "First, Hank can't see us together. Second, I don't like the idea of… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“We still have a lot to talk about," I said. "Talk?" He shook his head, his eyes full of desire. Kiss ,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I was terrified of what might have happened to you," I choked out. "I was terrified thinking the same about you ."… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I've missed you,Angel. I dod not spent a day without missing you in my life. I became obsessed to the point I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Without a word, I moved beside him.He slid the cutting board in front of me. "First," he said, coming behind me and… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I nibbled my lower lip. "If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you'd have a hard time resisting the… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?" "Thinking." "Thinking?" "A process by which I use my brain… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Hang on, did you just call me Angel?” I asked. “If I did?” “I don’t like it.” He grinned. “It stays. Angel.” He leaned… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You’re impinging on my private space,” I said, inching backward. Patch gave a barely-there smile. "Impinging? This isn’t the SAT, Nora. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Tacos." "Tacos?" I echoed. This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese." "I know what a taco is! — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
That woman." Vee hissed, "I'm making the sign of the cross right now. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
For the first time all day I felt safe. Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly stalking me.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You smell good." "It's called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-" "Naked. I know the drill. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
