Well, I hope your hard self enjoys flogging the bishop tonight!

Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy...

If I’d known you were such a lush, I’d have given you the cheap stuff. Going to go out with a bang, are you?

This is our true tie," he whispered, his breath falling hotly onto my lips. "You're meant for me, and I will have you.

He looked at the box with interest. 'Well, well. Five speeds. Heat and massage. Deep, penetrating action. Sure this isn't yours?

I know you think I was pressured into binding myself with you before, but that's not true,I always intended to marry you, kitten.

How unconvincing. Try again.