For the first time in forever, he was stunned to silence. Not by her words, but by the tenderness in her hands, the worry in her eyes. He was an archangel. He’d been wounded far, far worse and shrugged it off. But then, there had been no woman with sun kissed by the sunset and eyes of storm gray to tear into him for daring to get himself hurt.

You do realize this makes your wings even more unique.""Are you saying you shot me as a cosmetic procedure?

Option 1: Attempt to back out.Probable result: Death after painful torture.Option 2: Do the job and hope.Probable result: Death but probably no torture (good)

Some women,” Dahariel said in that same hard tone devoid of any hint of humanity, “getunder a man’s skin until digging them out makes you bleed.

I love you,"she said simply. honestly, forever. "You make the idea of forever a journey into adventure rather than a thing to be endured.

I can't bury someone I love again. Not ever." He pressed his lips to hers. "Please don't make me, Holly.

You made me fall in love with you. You don't get to go now!