What are you? (a Daimon) Oh please, let me give you the job description. Me, Dark-Hunter. You, Daimon. I hit, you bleed. I kill, you die. (Zarek)
Sherrilyn KenyonAny time you need an expert parental hand- (Zarek) Iโll find Jericho. (Astrid) Um, could you at least wait until that thingโs housebroken? (Jericho)
Sherrilyn KenyonWell, I guess Iโm just not as special as you are. (Urian) No one knows their true mettle until itโs been tested. This is yours. Whether you pass or fail is entirely up to you. I canโt tell you what to do, but I know where Iโll be tonight. (Acheron)
Sherrilyn KenyonThe wife correct " Lorelei prompted. "She makes sure her husband is treated with the proper regard and she is the one who sees after his care just like you would do a treasured pup." Annabeth frowned. "I suppose that's true." "Thank you " Lorelei said. "Now if you wish to train a man to listen to you you never shout you whisper. They take extra special care to listen to a quiet tone while they automatically shut out loud ones. And just like you would a dog when he comes at your bidding you reward him. That way he'll always come instead of ignoring you or putting you off.
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