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.
J.R. WardAnd Vishous. . . V was the worst of them. He stood by the door, staring into space. Icy before, he was glacial now, a sinkhole in the room. -Phury's thoughts
J.R. WardAnd I left the aspirin next to the phone with a tall glass of water. Figured you werenโt going to be able to make it to the coffeepot. Take three, turn your ringer off, and sleep. If anything exciting happens, Iโll come and get you.โ โI love you, honey.โ โSo buy me a mink and a nice pair of earrings for our anniversary.โ โYou got it.
J.R. Ward