I suggested that someone grab Bill Gates and get him to install a new operating system, but apparently he's not a demon" At Reaver's eye roll she nodded. "Right? I was surprised too.

Reseph tried to convince one of my vamps to slip an aphrodisiac into my drink." "Ares is quite fond of the orc-weed," Vulgrim called out from the kitchen, and yeah, there was a set of chains in the dungeon with his name on them. Limos scowled. "What did your demon say?" "Nothing," Ares muttered.

You volunteering to play Big Gulp? ~Wraith

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

Harvester might have a halo, but dear, sweet Lord, she was no angel in the sack. Awesome.

Okay, boys.” Pestilence's grating voice rang out. “Kill the human and the mutt, and let's get this Apocalypse started!

For the next eight and a half months, you're going to be mine. Every. Night.