They wanted it because they've got some sort of darkness in them. And maybe because they like pain. Because pain turns them on. Well, maybe it turns me on, too," she said quietly. "In fact, I know it does, because loving you hurts. And yet, I still come back for more.

Mine. You're mine, Sin. No one else will ever touch you, do you understand? You belong to me. You'll bond with me. ~Con

Yep, ouch. He and apologies didn’t get along.

...and horror of horrors, he realized that he was experiencing some sort of a crush. He needed to kill something.

All I ever had before you was nightmares. But now I dream. Because of you.

Oompa-Loompa Land?” He shook his head. “No way. Orange people give me the creeps. I don’t even like fake tans. I’d never be their king.

I could say I think coulds are pretty, and you'd say they're only pretty to demons.