“You're a crazy woman, looking for an honest liar."Kyra to Rey (Reyes)”

“Bomb', Reyes said, not bothering to look up.'One of ours?' Maddox insisted...'Hardly. I know better than to blow myself up,' Reyes sighed.”

“Damn it. Reyes could be such a butthead. Freaking Antichrists.”

“Cassia Reyes, the Society is pleased to present you with your Match.”

“Reyes Farrow. Because perfection is a dirty job, but someone has to do it.”

“For one week, all I could think about was drinking margaritas--well, that and running my tongue along Reyes's teeth--but I didn't have salt--or Reyes's teeth. I'd also lacked the energy to leave my apartment to get some--or the desire to stoop low enough to beg Reyes to let me lick his teeth after what he did--so I could only wish for a margarita. And dream of Reyes's teeth.I'd secretly hoped a margarita would magically appear in my hand, but that would mean I would have to put down the remote, and God knew that was not going to happen.”