And I donโt want his body touching something I wear. Heโll contaminate it. (Sasha) Oh, good grief, Sasha. Grow up. Youโre four hundred years old and youโre acting like a whelp. Itโs not like he has cooties or anything. (Astrid) Yes he does! (Sasha)
Sherrilyn KenyonI find you irritating. (Kat) I havenโt even begun to irritate you yet. Imagine what I could do if I applied myself? (Solin) I can imagine. I can also imagine ripping your throat out and tying my shoes with your larynx. (Kat)
Sherrilyn KenyonYour destiny is shaped by choice, never by chance. Beware the decisions you make, no matter how small, for they will be your salvation...or your death.
Sherrilyn Kenyon