Beat him until thereโs no skin left on his back. If he passes out, wake him and beat him again. (Father) Love you, too, Father. (Acheron)
Sherrilyn KenyonTell me, Acheron, is there anyone you will ever trust enough to release your soul? (Artemis) You know better. Youโve tutored me too well on how vicious women are. On how much love ruins and destroys. Thank you for the lesson, Artemis. It was just what I needed. And I assure you, itโs one Iโll never forget. (Acheron)
Sherrilyn KenyonMy mother always said that the strongest steel is forged by the fires of hell. That which doesn't kill us doesn't have to make us bitter, unless we let it. Those fires show us what we can survive and clear the field for new growth. For a better harvest.
Sherrilyn KenyonYour mama-akra sent that to you, akri, to hurt the heathen-god. Now itโs Dimonique time. The Simi canโt be bothered we no Greek god messing with the one who pays the plastic bills. Can the Simi have that black metal card she loves so much? (Simi)
Sherrilyn KenyonHow was I to know your pet was a god-killer? What kind of idiot ties herself down to one of his kind? (Dionysus) Well, gee, what was I supposed to do? Hook up with Mr. All-powerful God-killer or get myself a Mardi Gras float and hang out with him? (She pointed to Camulus, who looked extremely offended by her comment.) Youโre such a moron. No wonder youโre the patron god of drunken frat boys. (Artemis)
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