You want to be free. You also want to be mine. You can't be both.

Nobody had ever looked at her like that—as if she were filled with such lethal sweetness that craving could be synonymous with ruin.

You were the most beautiful thing that I’d ever seen. I couldn’t decide whether to pluck you out of the sky and cage you, or simply break your wings.

She was full of fire and he had never wanted to burn so badly.

Hate me, then,” he breathed. “Break yourself into a thousand pieces and deny me each and every one of them. Because I am never letting you go.

Jay had forgotten how good it could feel to be consumed—so good that you didn't feel the pain of it until you were already long gone.