He rose up and looked down at her. "If I'd known you were out there, I would've begun searching for you thousands of years ago." Her smile was soft and glorious. "That was the perfect response." "It's the truth.

I want to hear you cry out in pleasure again." "All you have to do is touch me.

Death chose each of us - both Dark and Light - for a reason. There can't be Light without Dark or Dark without Light.

Lass, you’re a woman after my own heart.” “Right now, I just want your body.

There is a difference between having a woman in your bed and having one in your heart.

I’ve hungered for you in ways you can’t even imagine.

You were made for loving.” Her fingers were tangled in the sheet. She rolled her head to the side and opened her eyes a crack to look at him. Only then did he say, “By me.

I’d die a million times for you.

Do you normally take the time to get to know those you’re sent to kill?