— Tu sei la canzone perfetta: l’ho capito fin dalla prima sera che siamo stati insieme.“La canzone perfetta.”Nessuno le aveva mai detto una cosa tanto bella.

While Dmitri, as the leader of Raphael’s Seven, could not accept such a weakness, the mortal he’d once been, the one who had loved a woman with a wide mouth and eyes of slanted brown . . . that man understood what it was to love so deeply it was a kind of beautiful madness.

El amor crece cuando se cuida

It wasn’t only his city that was healing, Raphael thought, his eyes catching the refracted light that betrayed Aodhan’s presence in the sky; his people were, too. And it had all begun with a single, vulnerable mortal who did not accept that to be an archangel was to be always right.

Love was an agony beyond compare

A tear streaked down her face. I love you.You’re mine.She laughed at the possessive tone. "I've always been yours...

Dorian?" "Yeah?: "I want my mummy in our web." Dorian's heart kicked in his chest. "She will be." It was the one thing he wouldn't compromise on. And if that made him animal in his possessiveness, so be it.

Love is no rose. It's a goddam weed that digs its roots in deep, there's no hope of getting it out. - Nina Valance, human novelist married to a telekinetic (circa 1977)

You‟re my mate. Think you can handle that?”It was hard to speak with her heart bursting open. “Think you can handle me?”“So long as you're gentle with me.”"Emmett to Ria - Whisper of sin