“Izzy. My sister. She told me you liked me. Liked me, liked me.”“Liked you, liked you?” Magnus buried his grin in the cat’s fur. “Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don’t recall saying anything to Isabelle . . .”

“Because you make me better. You make me-you make me feel like I matter. Like my life matters. I feel like, with you, I can do anything in the world. That we can do anything in the world. And we will.”

“You hated my rainbows, now you don't like my leather. Is there anything you like on me?”

“And you told me the biggest lie of all. You told me you loved me,” It was my turn to wince like he’d slapped me. “I don’t remember saying that” “You would if it had been true. You would feel something”

“I like your sister. A lot."I look at him dumbly.He looks at me, lowers his voice to say, "I like you.”

“„I bet she's hot,” Sykes said. „Most demonesses are total babes,” He and Remy bumped first.I shook my head. They really had one-track minds. „She's okay, if you like big boobs and girls who curse like sailors.”„Me like.. me like,” Sykes said, bobbing up and down.I glared at him. „Too bad. Next time we meet, I'm vanquishing her.”Izzy grinned. „That's the spirit.”