Who is that?” “Your replacement.” “You replaced me with a shaved poodle?” “He's got mad skills.

Black hair, angelic face, and devil eyes.

I stopped the blade two inches before it touched Andrea’s neck. Because she was my best friend, and sticking knives into your best friend’s windpipe was generally considered to be a social faux pas.

She could've stared into those eyes for a thousand years and never noticed the time passing by.

So this is what it's about? This is your mature response to go off into the mountains rather than talking about it and have s'mores with a gnome and a mountain man." "Yep" "What's your plan for tomorrow? Brunch with a unicorn?

Go home, kiss your wives, hug your children and put your affairs in order, because tomorrow I will burn your neighborhood to the ground. We will kill you, your families, your neighbors, your pets, and anyone who will stand in our path. An attack on my family will not go unpunished.

I trusted her about as far as I could throw her. I was strong and she was small, but it still wasn't very far.