“A slow smile curved over my face, and I leaned down over him. "No," I said. "Wishes are lies. Tell me you're going to leave. Tell me you're not going to stay. Tell me that it's only for a while so I can enjoy today," I whispered in his ear, as if saying it louder would break me. "And when you go, don't think me cold when I don't cry. I can't cry anymore, Pierce. It hurts too much.” IfsThinkingSaidI CanTodayFacesLyingWishEnjoyHurtBreakToo MuchCryColdEarsIt HurtsPierceEnjoy Today Author:Kim Harrison
“The seraph looked up, and pain sliced through my head as our eyes met, almost blinding me. "I honor you. You can do something I cannot," it said softly. "For all I am and all I have been, you are human. You are loved for your inventiveness, both good and bad. I can kill, but you can create. You can even create...an end," it said wistfully. "That's something I will never be able to do. Accept this. Create.” HumansHas BeensSaidI CanEndsEyeAblePainCan DoAcceptingHonorMetsGood And BadCan Do SomethingInventiveness Author:Kim Harrison
“He's going to hurt you," Al said, looking at Pierce. "I can take care of you, teach you to survive. Be there for you, even if you do hate me." I shivered. "I don't want him," I said, and Al turned away, seeming smaller somehow.” IfsWantSaidI CanCareHateHurtTeachTake CareAlsSeemingHate MeWant HimPierce Author:Kim Harrison
“Sure am glad I'm not royalty," I muttered. "I wouldn't want to have to bump uglies with someone I can't stand. On a regular basis. And no one else." "Ow!" I exclaimed, trying to yank my fingers from Trent but finding them caught. Then I colored, realizing what I'd said. "Oh… sorry," I stammered, meaning it. "That was insensitive." Trent's frown turned into a sly smirk. "Bump uglies?" he said, eyes on the table behind me. "You are a font of gutter slang, Rachel. We must do this again.” WantTryingSaidI CanEyeRealizingBehindsFindingsBasesTablesFingersSorryCaughtUglyGladRoyaltyBumpsInsensitiveSlyGuttersSlangSmirkFonts Author:Kim Harrison
“I’m your worst nightmare come to walk this side of the lines. I’m an elf, Trent something you’re forgotten how to be. You’re scared of black magic. I can see fear shimmering under your aura like sweat. I live and breathe black magic. I’m so tainted with it that I will use it without thought, without guilt and without hesitation.” I CanUseSidesBlackLinesWalksMagicWorstGuiltForgottenScaredBreatheNightmareSweatBe YouHesitationAurasTaintedBlack MagicWorst Nightmares Author:Kim Harrison
“I'll always be here," he said softly. "You can never fill my need, never drive me away, no matter how much you give me. The good or the bad. I'll always be hungry for emotion, always and forever, and I can feel you hurting. I can turn it to joy. If you'll let me.” IfsNeedsGivingFeelsSaidI CanMatterJoyTurnsHurtEmotionForeverLet MeGive MeHungryAlways And Forever Author:Kim Harrison
“Newt spun, making her robe unfurl. “He’s my familiar, bought and paid for. I can claim anything of his. Even his life.” Al cleared his throat nervously. “That’s good to know,” he said lightly. “Important safety tip. Rachel, write that down somewhere as lesson number one.” KnowsWritingSaidI CanImportantNumbersLessonsClaimsPaidSafetyFamiliarAlsThroatRobesSpunNewts Author:Kim Harrison
“I can think of a lot of things to do," he said, "and none of them involve standing up. - Al” ThinkingSaidI CanStandingThings To DoAls Author:Kim Harrison
“Jenks kept me alive for two years through two death threats, a crazy banshee, and at least two serial killers. Its about time I return the favor! And if I can't, then I can sit by his bed and hold his hand as he dies, 'cause I've had plenty of practice doing that, too!” IfsYearsI CanTwoHandsDiesCausesPracticeAliveCrazyReturnBedThreatFavorsPlentyTwo YearsKillersSerialsSerial KillerBanshees Author:Kim Harrison
“People die, Rachel," Ceri said, her cheeks flushing. "Not if I can help it," I snapped. "And not of a broken heart. If you could, I'd be dead already.” PeopleIfsHeartSaidI CanHelpingDiesBrokenCheeksFlushing Author:Kim Harrison
“Inside Junior's it was peaceful. I can change that, I thought dryly.” I CanPeacefulJuniors Author:Kim Harrison
“I want…” he said, then hesitated, taking a breath of air and lifting his chin. “I want one pure thing in my life,” he said loudly, his voice ringing in the red-tinted air. “I want one thing I can point to and say, ‘That is good, and it’s a part of me.” WantSaidI CanVoiceOne ThingAirPureRedBreathsLiftingChins Author:Kim Harrison
“I want one thing I can point to and say, 'that is good, and it's a part of me.'” WantI CanOne Thing Author:Kim Harrison
