Fuck you!” “Right here?” He crossed his arms. “That definitely wouldn’t help your getting over me.

This isn’t going to be a cute little storybook you can close when you’re done. You open this and you’re going to be letting things out you cannot possibly imagine. And believe me when I tell you this is no fairytale.”–Eli (Darkness Of Light)

It was me–a dangerous cocktail of pissed off and hurt.”–Ember (Darkness Of Light)

You’re fucking kidding me, right?” “I don’t kid about fucking.

Holy shit! Can we say unstable? Was I the only sane one around here? Well, I guess that really wasn’t setting the standard very high." -Ember, Darkness Of Light

That was some branch. Did it have a vendetta against your t-shirt?”“Guess so.”“I hope you showed it who is boss.”“Yeah, I peed on it.

It’s a little early in our relationship for us to be ‘surmounting,’ but, hey, I’m game if you are. I’ll even let you be on top.” He looked directly at me, a coy smile playing on his lips.

Holy crap, you are like a dog with a bone,” I commented to Ryan.“Or just one with a boner.

Truth was a nasty bitch sometimes.

You want to grab something here, Brycin?” he asked, bending over again. Um . . . yeah. Your ass.

Kiss my ass." "If you’d like me to start there.

Awesome . . .” Jared spoke up from the other side of the room. “Ember, the Otherworld's wonder mutt.

All these boys were lethal. It really wasn't fair.