Like black, do you? (Cassandra) It serves its purpose. Itโs hard to look intimidating in pastels. (Wulf)
Sherrilyn KenyonStay out of this, Zebulon. (Dolophoni) You guys come to my town, you donโt call. You donโt write. And you expect me to just let you run amok in front of the humans? Really, Deimos, donโt tread here unless you want to bleed. (ZT)
Sherrilyn Kenyon(As she entered the main room, Syn turned around in his chair and almost fell out of it as he scanned her body. He cleared his throat and cut an appreciative look to Nykyrian.) Dayumโฆwoman be hot. (Syn)
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)
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