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“Only two years dead, and it was getting harder for me to feel鈥nything. I was starting to slip into the darkness. The numbness. And the worst part is that it wasn鈥檛 even scary. I was losing myself, and I didn鈥檛 even care. Then I met you, and at first I didn鈥檛 understand what had happened. What had changed. All I knew was that I wanted to be near you. Then you helped me with Addison, even though it nearly got you killed鈥擨 nearly got you killed鈥攁nd I started to understand how special you are. But by then, you were getting serious with Nash. With my brother鈥攐ne of few people in the whole world I still gave a damn about. So I tried to stay away. I tried so hard.鈥� His voice cracked on the last word, and my heart cracked with it. Tears stood in my eyes, but I was afraid to let them fall. I was afraid to even breathe for fear of missing a single word. "But you kept pulling me back. You鈥檙e the brightest thing I鈥檝e ever seen, Kaylee. You鈥檙e this beautiful ball of fire spitting sparks out at the world, burning fiercely, holding back the dark by sheer will. And I always knew that if I reached out鈥攊f I tried to touch you鈥擨鈥檇 get burned. Because you鈥檙e not mine. I鈥檓 not supposed to feel the fire. I鈥檓 not supposed to want it. But I do. I want you, Kaylee, like I鈥檝e never wanted anything. Ever. I want the fire. I want the heat, and the light, and I want the burn.”
― Rachel Vincent, If I Die

“What if I was the sexual equivalent of popcorn? Suitable for light snacking only?”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Save

“Hey, do you wanna go out for..." His words melted with a sigh when he noticed Tod, but then he rallied with a smile. "Hi, Tod, I didn't realise you were here. In my daughter's bedroom. With the door closed."

"Happy to be here," Tod said, and I groaned out loud.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“So what does Tod look like? Whitewashed skeleton skulking around in a black cape and hood? Carrying a scythe? 'Cause I'm thinking that would cause mass panic in the hospital." ..... "Do you chase after a funeral processions in a long, dirty dress, hair trailing behind you in the wind? I shot him a mock frown. "Have you been following me again?”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Take

“But I'll be fine. I'll be with Tod. He's a good guy, you know." He just hides it under all the sarcasm and curls.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“How long until you have to go...reap?" I whispered as my arms slid around his neck. Like we were dancing. Only we weren't moving, and there was no music.
"Don't know. Don't care."
"Won't you get in trouble if you miss something?"
"See my previous answer.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“You two are cracked," Tod snapped.
My smile widened. "Says the undead man in love with the soulless pop star.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Save

“Near-death experiences release a lot of endorphins, resulting in a natural high," Tod whispered. "And it's totally true that one passion feeds another."
"You know we're way past 'near-death', right?"
"My endorphins aren't listening to you.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“His name's Nash."
Aunt Val took a butter knife from the silverware drawer. "What year is he?"
I groaned inwardly. "Senior." ...here we go ...
Her smile was a little too enthusiastic. "Well that's wonderful!"
Of course, what she really meant was "Rise from the shadows, social leper, and walk in the bright light of acceptance!”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Take

“Sabine gestured to him with the half-eaten crust. "I like him. Not sure why he's wasting his time with the pole dancer, though."

Tod laughed out loud and I groaned. "Sophie takes ballet and jazz. She's not a pole dancer."
"There's more money in pole dancing," Sabine insisted.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“Harmony glanced to her left, and my gaze followed hers to the living room, where my aunt had died, my cousin had been restored, and I'd whacked a psychotic grim reaper with a cast-iron skillet.

Weirdest. Tuesday. Ever.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Take

“Tod's eyes widened and his irises swirled in tight twists of blue. "Well, I don't see that I have much of a choice, considering that's part of Reaper Law."
"There's a Reaper Law?"
"Of course. 'A reaper is Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful, Friendly, Courteous...'" He shrugged. "It gets boring after that. But this situation is clearly covered under the 'helpful' category."
I rolled my eyes. "I think that's the Boy Scout law."
"They took it from us. But they left out all the good stuff.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“Why do I always have to be the one who says 'stop'?" I demanded, my voice little more than a moan.

"You don't. In fact, at this point I'm considering a petition to that word stricken from the English language." His grin was almost lazy, the gleam in his eyes an effortless challenge. "If I did, would you sign?”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“If you want to call yourself my friend, you should know that position comes with boundaries."
Sabine frowned. "I'm no good with boundaries."
"Yes, and the ocean is damp. Can we be done with
the understatements now?”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“Levi will kill me the minute he sees me, and I don't trust Madeline. There's something in her eyes..."
"I believe that's integrity and dedication in her job."
"Yeah. It's disturbing.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“Because you don't belong with him! I tried to tell you that, but you wouldn't listen, and I thought if you understood that he'd be better off without you, you'd break up with him for his own good. So I...exaggerated how easy it'd be for him to get over you, with Sabine there to step in. But I underestimated how incredibly stubborn you are"
"I prefer to think of it as dedication..." I mumbled.”
― Rachel Vincent, If I Die

“How did you do it?" I brought the teacup to my mouth for another sip. "How did you guide Sophie's soul? I thought you were a reaper."
"He's both," Nash said from behind me, and I turned just as he followed my father through the front door, pulling his long sleeves down one at a time. He and my dad had just loaded Aunt Val's white silk couch into the back of my uncle's truck, so he wouldn't have to deal with the bloodstains when he and Sohie got back from the hospital. "Tod is very talented."
Tod brushed the curl back from his face and scowled.
Harmony spoke up from the kitchen as the oven door squealed open. "Both my boys are talented."
"Both?" I repeated, sure I'd heard her wrong.
Nash sighed and slid onto the chair his mother had vacated, then gestured toward the reaper with one hand. "Kaylee, meet my brother, Tod.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Take

“I don't want to wear your dad's clothes. He hates me."
"You'd rather wear mine?"

Nash scowled.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“Her dark-eyed glare narrowed on me. "You could have least given him a shirt, Kaylee."
"Like you're an expert on when it's appropriate to wear a shirt." Sabine bristled.

"This seems headed into girl-fight territory," Tod said. "Should I make popcorn?”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“She got to you, too, huh?" I said, sliding onto the bench seat across from him.
"Actually, I called her." Luca grinned. "I'm vomiting from a possible case of food poisoning. You?"
"Sudden onset menstruation."
He nodded respectfully. "Classic."
"Yeah, but I should have gone for something more long-term. Yours will get you out of the whole afternoon. Ferris Bueller would be proud.”
― Rachel Vincent, Before I Wake

“Great. "So not only am I not-human, but Death is my arch foe?" Who, me? Panic? "Anything else you want to tell me, while we're confessing?”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Take

“I nodded, chewing my own syrup-soaked bite. "But surely that's not all there is to it. I mean, really? A big picnic? That's Avari's master plan? That makes him sound about as dangerous as Yogi Bear."

Tod shrugged. "Yeah. If Yogi were a soul-sucking, body-stealing, boyfriend-snatching, damned-soul-torturing evil demon from another world. Besides, what else could he be planning?”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Keep

“I went up on my toes to kiss him, and he groaned. "Do you really think this is appropriate on school grounds?"
"Nope." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "And I happen to know there isn't an appropriate thought running through your head right now."
"Or any other time." Tod pulled me close and held me so tight my ribs almost hut, but I didn't want him to let go. Ever.”
― Rachel Vincent, With All My Soul

“Kaylee and Nash are like those rocks that ancient cave people used to make fire. Bang them together, and you get sparks." Sabine said.

"Let's never again use the phrase 'bang them together' in reference to my brother and my girlfriend," Tod mumbled.”
― Rachel Vincent, With All My Soul

“I want you, Kaylee, like I鈥檝e never wanted anything. Ever. I want the fire. I want the heat, and the light, and I want the burn.”
― Rachel Vincent, If I Die

“Sneak out." He shrugged, as if that should have been a no-brainer. But that was easy for him to say. He was dead. What else could they do to him, take away his birthday?”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Save

“My hands wrapped around his waist, traveling up the broad expanse of his back, mooth and hard, and...
"Give it a rest, already," Tod snapped from somewhere behind his brother. "It already smells like sex in here, and you're both still dressed. You have no idea how messed up that is.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Save

“I could have kissed you months ago, but it wouldn't have meant anything. I wished for you to see me. And want me. So...did you mean it?" Fragile hope peeked out at me from behind the smug self-assurance I now recognized as his mask. As armor, against a world that no longer claimed or understood him, and suddenly I realised he wasn't breathing. He was just waiting. For me.
"Yes," I said, and in some unnamed tension inside me eased. "I see you, Tod.”
― Rachel Vincent

“Yeah.鈥� I took another deep breath. 鈥淚鈥檓 gonna die, Emma.鈥�
鈥淵ou mean eventually, right?鈥� She blinked, and I could tell it hadn鈥檛 sunk in. 鈥淧lease tell me you鈥檙e making some kind of big-picture philosophical
statement about the inevitability of death and the transient nature of human existence.鈥�
鈥淣ot eventually, Em. Sometime on Thursday.”
― rachel vincent, If I Die

“You can't?" Cyprian barked out a laugh. "The Bloody Baroness does whatever she wants. Even if it means stealing a starship in the middle of the night, crashing it into the side of a mountain, and slaughtering an innocent girl in the process.”
― Sasha Alsberg, Zenith Part 1