Being with Mary was different because...he wasn't the only one who wanted to make love to her. The beast wanted her, too. The beast wanted out so it could take her.

How sweetly he came to her, she thought. Even with his bulk and power, he came to her...sweetly.

Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee.

Bye-bye, Elan. P.S., Next time you implicate someone falsely, try to pick a pacifist.

...When it was finished, the scaled dragon looked around and as the thing spotted V, a growl rippled up to the bleachers, then ended in a snort. "You finished, big guy?" Va called down. "FYI, goalpost over there would work righteous as a toothpick.

It felt odd to realize she was frightened more by what he might know, and not of what he might be.

Darkness will never take me... because I have you. Light of my life, Marissa. That's what you are." -Butch and Marissa