♥ Amber ♥

“He places the last pillow on the pile and looks at me. He jerks his head to the pile of pillows.
“I watched you die. I need to fuck you Mac.”
The words slam into me like bullets taking my knees out. I lean back against a piece of furniture-an armoire I think. I really don’t care. It holds me up. It wasn’t a request. It was an acknowledgement of a requirement to make it from this moment to the next like I need a transfusion my body has been poisoned.
“Do you want me to ” There is no purr or coyness or seduction in his voice. There is a question that needs an answer. Bare bones. That’s what he’s after. That’s what he offers.
“Yes.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“Is this the part where you tell me you're secretly in love with me? Vampire mojo strikes again.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I know, better than anyone else, that there are no heroes coming to save us. There are no good Epics. None of them protect us. Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Steelheart

“I suppose you've always been amazing at this stuff."- Clary
"I was born amazing." - Jace”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels