“It’s when I have to acknowledge the past and all of those nameless, faceless people I’d assassinated, that I unravel inside.”

“Jesus Christ.” The fury on Nick’s face was enough to send me reeling and he hit the table hard enough with his hand that it made the plates and the silverware on the table bounce and clatter. “You give me the names and approximate location of those men who gave you that ultimatum and I’ll kill every goddamned one of them.”I sighed before I said quietly. “I already did.”

“Why did people run around in random directions when shooting started instead of literally hitting the deck to stay out of the line of fire? How stupid could you get?”

“Sure.” Olivia smirked. “Good ol’ New York Public Library. I’m sure it’s up to date on the latest Demons that escape through well-guarded Demon Gates.”

“She knew she couldn’t escape unscathed, and the trauma would take her a long time to get past. And she might never fully heal mentally.There was no denying the fact, though, that everything had changed for her. To know what to expect wasn’t the same as actually living it.”

“People like you are the reasonPeople like me need medication.”

“Zane brought her hand to his chest, over his heart and she felt the strong rapid beat through his shirt. “Feel that?” His throat worked as he swallowed. “It would break if I fell for you and anything happened that would take you away from me.”--Zane to Willow in 'The Edge of Sin' in the Real Men Last all Night anthology”