Book: Hunter death

Always need to know the pain you cause someone you love. To think hundred times before doing so.

He's a good guy, right? - crazy laugh burned her ear. - Traded the Universe for a girl. Who are you to him? Sister? Daughter?
"Shut up," whispered mariska.
- You fool! evil threw the Beast. - You sacrifice the whole freaking world and you're crying about childish love.

In search of freedom, previously unknown in the lust to see the sky, always see the sky, to breathe them, to drink a dry cold...

People without souls don't feel. No matter what kind of feelings. They're alive, so devoid of even common for the dead hatred of anyone who isn't dead yet. And similarly not available to them, and lust and love and anger and envy and whatever else you can think of.

And with the dawn came the madness.

Blood effect - bad blood, cursed and very hot. She does not warm, but the soul burns.

He didn't know how to love differently. So what? But others do not know how to love like him.

People, they are so weird, they make the simple complex and all the time trying to complicate what I did to finally get confused themselves and confuse all others.

- Why should I honor? - Algirdas muttered, not turning around, and Elne noticed that they go over the tops of dusty grass. - I have a wife - beauty.

But it's still flexible the human psyche. Especially the lazy man. Homo-leniviy... No, Homo Mahalanobis! In any situation, manages to find the good side, the principle - just not working.

If we are hunting people to believe in stupid things, then there is no need to disturb them.

Someone once said that love is the desire to possess. Probably because it is.

You think that with anyone and it never happened, it seems that you are the only and one, and never will need another. But time passes and everything changes, and feelings, exactly the same can captivate completely different person, and you don't even recognize them - the same! and again will think that it is only yours and only for you. And yet, feelings can fade. And yet... so many things can still happen, the main thing to remember: everything passes.