Reid And Lou Quotes

She was burning, Reid. I don't know how, but she took away that witch's pain. She gave it to herself.” He exhaled heavily. “That's why I didn't tell you. Because even though I knew Lou was a witch, I knew she wasn't evil. She burned at the stake once. She doesn't deserve to do it twice.

There is no rose without a thorn.

If she was destined to burn in Hell, I would burn with her.

I’m the moth to your flame, Lou. I’d rather be burned a thousand times than be free of you.

Nadzieja mi szkodzi, ale nie jestem w stanie się jej pozbyć. Nadal tu jest, nawet teraz. Zatruwa mnie.

Sny nigdy nie są snami, Mademoiselle Celio. Są naszymi najskrytszymi marzeniami i najmroczniejszymi sekretami, zdradzanymi jedynie pod osłoną nocy. Dzięki nim możemy poznać nasze prawdziwe oblicze.

- Reid - powiedziała powoli, z niedowierzaniem. - Czy ty przed chwilą przekląłeś?

Reid tu był. I jest czarownicą. I powiedział ja pierdolę. Może jednak umarłam. To o wiele bardziej prawdopodobne niż Reid przeklinający z takim zaangażowaniem.

- Reid. - Nie chciał mi spojrzeć w oczy, więc ponownie ujęłam jego twarz. - Widziałam kim jesteś. Wiedziałam w co wierzysz... a i tak się w tobie zakochałam.

Pero no podía poner en riesgo a Lou. No podía. Si esos pocos y terribles momentos en Modraniht me habían enseñado algo, cuando le rajaron la garganta, cuando su sangre llenó la palangana, fue que no me interesaba una vida sin ella. No es que importara. Si ella moría, yo también lo haría." - Reid

No puedes dejarme. ¿Lo entiendes?. No puedes hacer esto sola. Si te refugias en tu mente, en tu magia, te seguiré, Lou. Te seguiré a esa oscuridad y te traeré de vuelta. ¿Me oyes? Donde tú vayas, yo iré." - Reid

She seemed to relax at the warm touch of wind on her face. Then her eyes found Reid, and the entire world faded to that blinding, soul-deep connection. Anyone could see it. Everyone could feel it. If I reached out a hand now, I sensed I could've touched it. Though I knew not of magic patterns, this thread that connected Lou and Reid—this gravitational pull, this cosmic one—it was a magic in itself. It pulled them together. It would keep them there.

Are you ready darling?" The woman extended an olive hand to me, and her smile—it was as warm as I'd always dreamed it. As warm as this summer night. "That boy is asking after you again," the man said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Etienne." Butterflies erupted at the name. Unbidden, my feet drifted toward them, my lips lifting in a smile. I couldn't help one last look, however—at Lou, at Reid, at Coco, at Beau. They milled around the pear trees, feeling each trunk, testing the leaves. Laughing at themselves with Terrance and Liana and Maron. If you plant them—if you care for them—they will grow. My smile widened. Madame Sauvage had vanished, leaving them to life anew. Taking my mother's hand, I did too.