You are so beautiful, he mouthed. But of course she couldn’t see his lips. Guess he was going to have to show her.

John? As it was dark he whistled a what. You are such a male of worth, you know that. You really are.

He tasted each one of them. The raw power and majesty of Wrath. The vast strength of Rhage. The burning, protective loyalty of Phury. The cold savagery of Zsadist. The sharp cunning of Vishous.

You so need to lighten up about that potato-launcher incident," Butch said. Phury rolled his eyes and eased back in the banquette. "You broke my window." "Of course we did. V and I were aiming for it." "Twice." "Thus proving that he and I are outstanding marksmen.

Is he Catholic?" her grandmother asked on the way out. He's a drug dealer -- so if he is religious, he's got incredible powers of reconciliation. "He looks like a good boy," her vovo said over her shoulder. "A good Catholic boy." And that was that -- for now.

I love you forever" didn't always need to be spoken to be understood.

I feel as though I am shelved. That I have been given the words to the story of my life, but that I have remained largely unread.