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552 pages, Paperback
First published October 27, 2013
I never believed in love. Mostly because love never believed in me enough to break through my shield. Why believe in something that's never touched you?
Vulnerability and weakness are two separate entities, Miss Calla. Where one exposes you to pain, the other allows you to be consumed by it.
She'd broken him. Punched right through him and found the soft, dark place that he'd sworn off to everyone. Little Calla, the seemingly meek and fragile human female, had somehow fought her way through his defenses with every intention of conquering his heart.
“When you’re ready, look for me in that darkness, because I’m right here. And I’m not going anywhere.”
The mask of smiles always hid the truth: shame, fear, the sadness that remained cloaked in the darkness of her soul.
Numbness is my shield. My faith. My reality. More real than the idea that love will ever touch a bastard son, like me.
"You’re a frickin’ puzzle. The kind that makes a person want to stand up and throw you across the room because you drive them so crazy!”
"it seems my nightmares have an affinity for you—evil seeking out purity, or some shit. I got an addiction to your scent, your touch, which has rendered me somewhat mad, you could say.”
“I’m wrong for you Calla, on more levels that you can even imagine, but tonight I’ll make everything right.”
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"Numbness is my shield. My faith. My reality.
More real than the idea that love will ever touch a bastard son, like me."
--Logan
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"Demon with an angel's smile."
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"You're my drug, Calla. The one that's going to pull me under and ruin me for life, but even one more taste of that is better than not at all."
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"What is it that you say in Demonic again? For love?"
"Du amec."
"Yes."She flung her arms around his neck, rose up to her tiptoes, and whispered in his ear, "Du amec, Logan."
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"So many times I wondered why death hadn't claimed me. To spend a lifetime never feeling, never loving. What could possibly be left but a hollow void?"
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