I will never belong to anyone—I will die before I allow that to happen.

Hellboy?” “What?” “Touch me. Make me forget all this.” He was on her in an instant, took her down to the floor before she could blink.

And your skin, it tastes like me. I want to taste you everywhere.

I'll bet you could make a woman throw out all her toys

I feel like I’m finally whole. I’m five thousand years old,” he rasped. “But the day you found me in the woods, that’s when my life started.

I wonder what disgusts you more, the fact that I’m a demon, or the fact that when I touch you, it doesn’t matter.

Lu-cy...you have some s'plainin' to do. ~Gem