Fate. You Could Never Anticipate It.

For Once, He Slept First. She Lay In The Dark, Listening To Him Breathe, Stealing A Little Of His Warmth As Her Own Body Cooled. Since He Was Asleep, She Stroked His Hair. "i Love You," She Murmured. "i Love You So Much, I'm Stupid About It." With A Sigh, She Settled Down, Closed Her Eyes, And Willed Her Mind To Empty. Beside Her, Roarke Smiled Into The Dark. He Never Slept First.

You Love Tests?" "well, Yeah. There Are Questions And Answers. True Or False, Multiple Choice, Essay. What's Not To Love?

Once She'd Been A Victim- Helpless, Used, And Broken. Now, She Was A Warrior.

Evil Cannot And Will Not Be Vanquished By Evil. Dark Will Only Swallow Dark And Deepen. The Good And The Light Are The Keenest Weapons.

The State Calls Paul Winthrop To The Stand." ... Paul Answered The Opening Questions Briefly, Weighing His Words, His Eyes On Julia's. "would You Tell The Court The Nature Of Your Relationship With Miss Summers?" "i'm In Love With Miss Summers." The Faintest Of Smiles Touched His Lips. "completely In Love With Miss Summers.