I love you, Kitten. Don't try to get out of this. We'll see if you love me when I pay you back. Even then I will love you, Bones called out as I stomped away.

Bones has always been smart," I muttered. "His intelligence was just camouflaged under a mountain of p**sy." Cat

I say, look at the melons on that lass,” Ian exclaimed, his gaze now on the TV. “And hung like a stallion, he is.” “Focus, mate,” Spade muttered.

Because, Cat, it’s the feminine persuasion that’s always the deadliest.

Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts. Bones to Gregor

People can perfect whatever facade they want, but everyone holds their sins close to their skin.

Note to self: Don't get on Veritas's bad side. She holds a grudge for centuries.