Where did you learn your charm—the gulag?

Jesus H. Christ. I have new respect for the female of the species suddenly.

Riley : "Do you want to claw at me, kitty-cat? Come on." Mercy: "Sorry, I don't beat defenseless puppies.

I can smell blood, Elena,” Dmitri drawled, walking back into the room. “Are you trying to flirt?

The scent of the sea, a wild turbulent storm, crashing into her mind. Elena, why is Dmitri naked?

To fight is to face death once more, perhaps the total annihilation of their kind. But to run... is that not also a kind of annihilation?

Some things need to be broken to become stronger.