I Thought... That We Could At Least

"simon,” Said A Voice At His Shoulder, And He Turned To See Izzy, Her Face A Pale Smudge Between Dark Hair And Dark Cloak, Looking At Him, Her Expression Half-angry, Half-sad. “i Guess This Is The Part Where We Say Good-bye?

The Only One Who Gets To Canoodle In My Bedroom Is My Magnificent Self.

Desire Is Not Always Lessened By Disgust. Nor Can It Be Bestowed, Like A Favor, To Those Most Deserving Of It. And As My Words Bind My Magic, So You Can Know The Truth. If She Doesn’t Desire His Kiss, She Won’t Be Free.

You Said You Were Going For A Walk!? What Kind Of Walk Takes Six Hours?" "a Long One?

I Do Not Understand How You Humans Can Walk In Shoes That Are That Tall.” “its My Motto,” Said Isabelle, With A Sultry Smile. “nothing Less Than Seven Inches.