Trust me, true?" Butch barked a laugh. "Last time you said that i ended up with a vampire cocktail, remember?

Please, if you would," the butler said, "no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone?" -Fritz

I can't... I find that I can't concentrate. On anything. I can't really..." Rhage's eyes drifted to Zsadist. "How do you live with it? All the anger. The pain. The...

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.

Love can conquer everything but reality. Which will win every stinking time.

I have no words,” he said hoarsely. “And I know exactly what you’re telling me.” Lover Unleashed

When you were the son of evil, there was little you couldn't do, own, or kill, and yet her mortal self was an elusive trophy he could touch, but not put on his shelf. This made her rare. This made her precious. This made him...love her.