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I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.

His finger pressed my lips to silence me. __o, tell me, my beautiful, little demon, how does it feel? Did you enjoy seducing Caleb to get what you wanted? Or were you so enraptured by the green of his eyes that you longed for his tongue in your mouth and his hands on your body?_ I gasped, but he went on before I could respond. __ruthfully, I__ prefer the former, because it would mean since he__ bailed on the deal, I__ the only one left to help you. I must warn you, however, it__ going to take a whole lot of seduction to get me to help you now.

I__l deal with the consequences one way or another, but I__ sick and tired of sitting back and wondering __hat if._ I__e been a puppet for too long. Now that I know I have the potential to fight, I need to cut the strings and do something about it. There__ a reason I was created the way I was. I have to believe that, and I have to seek out my purpose.

They__e my peace offering for starting over. I gave you one once before, only to deceive you in the most unimaginable way. But not this time, this time, I assure you, my intentions are pure.___o, you__e not trying to seduce me?_ I asked, only to prolong what I knew was coming. I wasn__ sure I was ready for it. His lids were getting heavy and I could feel the sexual tension building between us. There was a gentle pressure at the back of my neck, pulling me closer, his face so close I could smell the wine we shared on his breath. __ said my intentions were pure. That doesn__ mean I don__ intend to seduce you, Cassie.

None of us asked for this life. I, of all people should know that our paths were chosen for us and we were just along for the ride, doing what was necessary and expected. There were far greater forces at work here. He was playing my heartstrings, which sang a sad melody I felt deep in my soul. For the first time, I could see him for who and what he was now. Even the worst incarnations of evil could change, and from this point forward, I would try to honor that. He was willing to put his life back in the line of fire to help me, and at the very least, he deserved my respect for that. Maybe even a second chance.

Look, are we almost there? Or are you just taking me in circles in order to molest me? I__ tired, I__ pissed, and I really kind of hate you, so could you just take me to my quarters and poof away somewhere?

Are you okay?___ell, I__ prefer to be in my own bedroom at home, dreaming of ponies and rainbows, but since I__ stuck here, I guess I__ as good as I can be.

So_ what? You want me to sign my name in blood or something?___mmm,_ he said, tapping his finger against his cheek as he looked at the ceiling _ the epitome of an overly dramatic thinker.I rolled my eyes.__hy don__ we just seal it with a kiss?_ he suggested, as if the thought of it didn__ gnaw at my intestines.__s there a Door Number Two?___ell, I could stay at your side every second until Nergal is dead,_ he answered. __nd before you ask, there is no Door Number Three.

People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night.

Love is illogical. You fall into it like a manhole. Then you're just stuck. You die in love more than you live in love.

Caleb and Tris exchange a look. The skin on his face and on her knuckles is nearly the same colour, purple-blue-green, as if drawn with ink. This is what happens when siblings collide - they injure each other in the same way.

So you__e her brother?_ says Lynn. __ guess we know who got the good genes.__ laugh at the expression on Caleb__ face, his mouth drawn into a slight pucker and his eyes wide.

Why shouldn't I be introspective? We dont' make sense.""Neither do Chocolate and Peanut Butter, but it somehow works." He says "Somehow the mixture of two things is genius.

Sierra, it's Christmastime. Put a stupid mistletoe over his head and kiss him already!

I was not crying - eyes water. I think we all know I'm a badass and I don't cry. - Caleb

The only way to truly be safer, was to accept the dark, to walk in it with eyes wide open, to be a part of it. To keep your enemies close.

Are you following me?" she asks, but doesn't meet my gaze."Yeah," I say."Why?"I give her the only honest and true answer I have. "You're where I want to be.

I__ writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging