She'd read somewhere that normal, healthy men got up to twenty erections a day. Um...yep, Ares was definitely healthy.

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

I love you. Never forget that. Never forget...me.

Either one of you kill him, or I will.” Shade, Wraith and Kynan raised their hands to volunteer. How special. Brotherly love ran like syrup in the room.

Harvester’s heart soared. Reaver had offered to castrate an archangel for her. How sweet was that?

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

Why are you all here?" "One of Bantazar's assassins hit you with an exomangler," Lore said. "He's dead." "A lot dead." Wraith snorted and high-fived Lore. "Massive deadness.