A biography for Kristen Callihanhasn’t been written yet.
“He's going to kill me. They'll find me lying on the floor, my heart burt wide open, too full of him to stay in my chest.”
“GrayG: I feel like I can tell you anything.IvyMac: You can. That's what friends do.GrayG: I've never been friends with a girl before.IvyMac: I'm honored to be your first.”
“He couldn't remember the last time human hands had willingly touched him. Not true. Miranda had. She had touched him as if he were just a man. He had lived on those moments ever since, pulled them to the fore when loneliness threatened to suck him down and drown him”
“but at the end of the day, who I come home to, who I share my accomplishments with is what makes the struggle worth it”
“Things must be done, life must go on. Life would go on, even if every breath she took hurt, even if her joints ached when she moved. Sorry and loneliness were an insidious evil, for they lived in the mind. One could not take a tonic and see them dissipate.”
“She glared at me. I didn't care. One word was playing a loop in my heaad: mine.”
“I love you." He stabbed a thumb at his chest as he glared at her.Of course he did. Lucien had never hidden the fact. But the love of a friend, while comforting, was not enough anymore.It did not soothe the restless discomfort that pushed against her chest or quell the loneliness that seemed to grow within her each passing day.”
“The whole of my life I have relied on my beauty first, brains second. It was expected, even requested. But You saw right through me from the start. You are the only man I've ever known who has looked beyond my face and wanted to know me for me. And I find myself wanting you to know the whole me.”
“If you try to take our heart without earning our soul, our heart will break”
“There were lies, and there were lies. Was a secret a lie? If one wanted to protect another?”
“Because we know he was simply a man, with weakness and frailties. Who yearned for the same things all of us do--to love and be loved”
“His steps slowed to a stop. “Why?” His voice was a ghost in the quiet. “Why give me your trust when you know it is such an easy thing to break?”“Perhaps the easy giving of it will make it harder to break”
“You know, it's never wise to tempt the devil"His gaze lowered to her hand, still locked in his grip, her finger glistening with pear juice.His rich voice lowered to raw huskiness "had I not this mask, I should be of a mind to suck that juice right off your fingers”