I told her why we are here. I told you wouldn't hurt Jack." "The coffin?" I smiled. I couldn't help it. He was a 'jack in a box.

I looked at Micah, who shrugged. I looked at Rafael, who shook his head. Nice that none of us knew why he was undressing.

There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.

Lust has less logic than love, sometimes, but it's easier to fight.

Sometimes love makes you selfish. Sometimes it makes you stupid. Sometimes it reminds you why you love your gun.

There was a time when you would have taken my heart with stake or gun. Now you have taken it with these delicate hands and the scent of your body." - Jean-Claude

I should not have to flirt with someone while I'm trying to threaten someone else with a gun; it was too hard to do both.