Lovely Violent Things (Hollow's Row, #2)

by Trisha Wolfe

“Plato believed we all have a twin soul, that we’re all just here on this planet searching for our other half.”

My heart pounds in my chest. “Go to hell, Kallum.” His smile is wicked. “Obligingly. But only with you by my side, angel.”

Conrad wrote: We live in the flicker. A running blaze on a plain, a flash of lightning in the clouds. That blink of a moment. Our existence is that fleeting.

“If Alister touches you again, I’ll flay his skin from his tendons and carve my initials in his bones.”

“Every intentional act is a magickal act,” I read aloud. “Sounds remarkably similar to Nietzsche’s Will to Power,” she says.