He clapped his hands together, letting out a rather high-pitched squeal before grabbing my hand. “Oh, we are going to have so much fun! Aren’t we? Fun, Alex—we will have fun.

Holy Hottie - McHotters!

I brushed my lips against her cheek and then again lower, on her neck, over the faded tag the daimon had given her outside St. Louis. Then I spoke the three truest words I'd ever spoken and the three words I didn't deserve to utter, to give air, but I said them.I love you.

Six-pack? Was it possible to have an eight-pack? I think he had one. Smooth skin stretched over tightly rolled muscles. I bet I could've done a week's worth of laundry on his stomach.Probably would be a heck of a lot more fun that way to wash clothes.

He followed me around the edge of the bed. "I've been told my lips can make a girl forget just about anything. You should try it out.

There are two of us,” Seth said quietly. “Everything changed the moment you were born.

We were enemies to the core, more so now than ever, but my loss was his. When I suffered, he suffered. It was the way we were built, and even the death that he had indirectly caused couldn't breach that or shatter what lay between us.Nothing could.

My breath caught again, and each time I took a breath, I feared it would be the last one. "Don't leave me. Please? I don't want to be by myself.""You're not." Seth slipped his arms around me, holding me close. "You're not alone." His tears were mingles with mine. "You're not alone. You'll never be alone, Angel. I promise you. You'll never -