Whoever had said that the hand rocked the cradle ruled the world must have has a Southern,born bred mother.
Sherrilyn KenyonGrace? Are you tipsy? (Selena) Maybe just comfortably toasty. Pop tart toasty. (Grace)
Sherrilyn KenyonLetโs at least hope itโs not a gallu. Why? Theyโre not all bad, in a smelly, need-to-be-killed kind of way.
Sherrilyn Kenyon.โ..all this talk about your sonโs loyalty and fidelity has made me feel a sudden urge to go riding.โ His father scowled. โYou shouldn't ride in your condition. You could fall from a horse and lose or injure the babe you carry.โ Holding Styxxโs hand in hers, she paused to smile graciously at him. โI never said anything about horse, Majesty. Itโs your son I intend to mount and ride. Good day.
Sherrilyn KenyonYou would kill or enslave everyone? There is so much beauty in the world that theyโd destroy. How do you not see it? (Delphine) Spoken like someone who has only lived in the cushioned world of dreams. You have no idea what the real world is like. What people will do to you when they know they can get away with it. People are absolutely cruel and I say more power to Noir for tearing it down. (Jericho)
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