Screw reality. It donโt feed my dog. It donโt make my Porsche payments. It donโt get me laid. Bullshit does thatโฆand I like it that way. (Leo)
Sherrilyn Kenyon(The baby sneezed. Wulf jumped as fire shot out of its nostrils and almost singed his leg.) Excuse me. I almost made Dark-Hunter barbecue, which would be really sad โcause I ainโt got no barbecue sauce with me. (Simi)
Sherrilyn KenyonYou like rock? Little boy, Iโm not your friend. Iโm not your Dark-Hunter and Iโm not your frigginโ date. You only speak to me when I ask you a question. Otherwise you keep your mouth shut, your eyes off me, and you might live long enough to get me to the French Quarter. (Zarek)
Sherrilyn Kenyon