When she didn't continue, he shrugged. "Just let me bring you coffee. I want to wait on you. Makes me happy

The Reverend grinned, his fangs flashing. "You know, I've heard this rumor… about a member of the Brotherhood who's celibate. Yeah, go figure, a warrior who abstains. And I've heard a few other things about this male. He's down to one leg. Has a scarred sociopath for a twin. You wouldn't by any chance know of such a Brother?" Phury shook his head. "Nope.

Sometimes the only way to know how far you'd come was to return to where you once had been.

Even when there were no more options for the body, the heart's wishes find a way out, and as with all warmth, love rises. Besides, the will to fly was in the nature of the soul, so its home had to be up above

Qhuinn gave in immediately, as he was categorically incapable of denying the female anything — most certainly not one of her hugs. They were even better than her lasagna.

One shot. That was all you got. - Isaac

With that, he looked over his shoulder. Blay's breath shot out of his lungs. "Oh... my God," he whispered.