“Cáel sighed. “Look, right now? Either you want Rose, or you don’t. If you do—and, quite frankly, it’s obvious to me that you do—then give the woman a break and give yourself some credit for not being a whack job. Women are strange creatures, Gray, and she isn’t a mind reader. Who the hell knows what kind of conclusions she’s drawn over your behavior? Shit or get off the pot.”It was a good thing Gray wasn’t drinking anything, or he’d have choked on that one. “That’s your advice on love? ‘Shit or get off the pot’?”

“If people really want to ward off the undead, why don't they hang anchovies instead of garlic? I mean, seriously, is there anything more off-putting than those creepy little fish?~Cáel van Court to Damien Beck”

“Gray grinned down at her. "You broke the bed.”

“Lust is a tool, desire a trap. Wield the first, and you can take someone’s soul. Fall into the second, and they can take yours. ~ Isadora Conti to Grayson van Court”

“I never said there wasn't anything to worry about. Just that I'd handle the situation. Take a deep breath, stop calling, and don't get involved. I'm full up on crazy family members at the moment.~Grayson van Court to Cassandra van Court”

“Life isn’t a bitch, but death sure is. ~ Rosaline Carrison”

“I you can't see anything beautiful about yourself, get a better mirror. Look a little closer, stare a little longer. Because there is something inside you that made you keep trying despite everyone who told you to quit. You built a cast around your broken heart and signed it yourself, you signed it THEY WERE WRONG.”