He stopped and looked back at me "I love you too Pagan. I'll miss you. In every life.

What Death protects can't be harmed and baby, you're the only thing I protect - Dank, Predestined

You're everything I write about in songs, but can never have." -Jax

Let her arm go and pray she has no bruise,” a familiar voice said in a low angry tone. I shuddered from relief at the sound of his voice. Trey released my arm and shrugged, grinning. “I just wanted an oyster, and she wouldn’t serve me.” I opened my mouth to protest when the warm fingers holding my arm softly squeezed me for reassurance. So, I stayed quiet. “Jason, please escort your friend to the door. I have no other reason to speak with him unless Sadie has a bruise or any lasting marks from his hands, and then he will see me again.

It's called Valentine's Day, you moron. If you're going to date a human, Dankmar, you need to remember their holidays.

Ash, I want you. Bad, very very bad. But you deserve better than this

Can I get a lock for my tent? Bears can't unzip tents, Lana. Well, chainsaw psychos who wander the woods looking for young girls all alone to chop up into pieces can. There are no chainsaw psychos! I can't believe you've never been camping. It's safe, Lana. I promise. Easy for you to say. You'll be snuggled up safely in the arms of Beau Vincent. I'm more than positive he could take on a black bear.