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

When you can't be sure of anything else in this crapped- on world, you have to be sure of yourself.

And, ah, who are you? What Horseman, I mean.” Thanatos swung around. “Death.” Cara swallowed. Audibly. “As in, the Grim Reaper?” He snorted. “That poser.

Because make no mistake, Serena. I do bite. ~Wraith

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

Lore? Tell me what Sin said about you being tortured wasn't true,' He didn't look at her as he moved toward the bathroom. 'It wasn't true.' 'You're lying.' 'You told me to.

Horror Hotel, as wraith called Shade's house. "Vampires, demons, and werewolves check in... and then they make out, and-