You asked me to speak. If this is a problem, the solution is not to get defensive because you don't like what you hear. The answer is to not invite me to talk." iAm ~ Lover At Last

Bad deeds like beauty, are in the eye of the beholder.

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

What... are you?" she choked out. "No sunlight. Funky choppers." he inhaled raggedly. "Take a guess.

Don't make me flip you off" "Why would I deprive you of a favourite hobby?" "Because my finger's getting sore.

Then how about we start with a shower," he said in the kind of deep voice that made her consider the value of cleanliness.

All of us are taking the night off," Wrath said abruptly. "We need some regroup time." Rhage snorted from across the table. "You're not going to make us play Monopoly again, are you?" Yup." A collective groan rose up from the Brotherhood, one that Wrath ignored. "Right after dinner.