Destined

But she loves me. Me. Just the way I am.

Shaunee was digging in her purse like she'd misplaced a tube of one of MAC's seasonal lipsticks that you buy and fall in love with AND THEN THEY DISCONTINUE IT BECAUSE THEY REALLY HATE US AND WANT US TO BE CRAZY.

I closed my eyes, bowed my head and thought, AH, HELL . . .

The question of what we are can only be answered by ourselves. We each decide what we are by the life choices we make. How we were made, who are parents are, where we are from, the color of our skin, who we choose to love, all those things do not define us. Our actions define us, and will keep defining us until even after death.

The dividing line forms-fashioned from: Dragon's tears Missed years Overcome fears The fire and ice paradox Seen with True Sight Darkness does not always equate to evil Light does not always bring good

You can borrow my two-carat diamond stud earrings," Aphrodite said. I stopped and looked back at her. "Huh?" She shrugged. "That's as close to a declaration of love as you're gonna get from me.

That's how Darkness works. It turns love into something bad.

...the one consistent thing I have found is that there really is no normal when it comes to women.

Did you just curse? Isn't 'hell' - she air quoted - "a cursed word?" "How 'bout you go straight there and see?

Friendship can only be addition to, not a substitute for true love

I don't think the amount of belief you have is what's important. I think it's what you have belief in that matters.

He Who Cannot Be Named is involved,” I whispered. “Oh for shit’s sake. This isn’t Hogwarts,” Aphrodite said.