“Hope. Hope that something beautiful may come from this tragic story.Fear. Fear that it won’t.Forgiveness … forgiveness.”

“There’s no getting better, Storm. This is it.” There’s no coming back from the dead.”

“Give me your heart, Kacey. I'll take everything that comes with it”

“There’s something different about him, and I don’t have to think hard to see it. Something about the way he takes over a room, the way he looks at me, like he has already identified and can disarm every one of my defense mechanisms with no effort, like he sees through them to the disaster lying beneath. And he wants it.”

“Now that I’ve come to terms with the fact that the bastard is going to affect me whether I like it or not, he’s even hotter than before.”

“I don't hate you. I could never hate you. Give me your heart, Kacey. I'll take everything that comes with it.”

“I can feel his very existence as if it's wrapping its hand around my soul, cradling it, trying to protect it from harm and I'm terrified. Terrified because I don't ever want the feeling to end.”