One day I'll kill him, you know. I glanced at her. She was deadly serious.

You said sloppy! Look, I didn't even use my sword; I hit him with my head, like a moron.

One look at Rebecca and Aunt B would have an instant apoplexy. Raphael’s eyebrows furrowed. “My mother’s approval isn’t necessary.” Aha. “Does she know that?

...they tended towards the simple pleasures in life: drinking, whoring and fighting, preferably all three at once.

May I say that I am delighted that my favorite alpha is feeling better. Why, you'll be running recklessly into danger against overwhelming odds anytime now.

Now climb, young grasshopper, so your Kung Fu won't be weak.

What do you mean fainted? Took a dive, kissed the pavement. Swooned like a southern belle after her first kiss. Had a dreadful case of the vapors.