Please Julian,” she whispered to him as he slept beside her. “Don’t leave me.

He probably couldn’t turn off his sexiness without medical intervention.’ (Abbie)

My father used to say that it’s not enough to just beat an attacker off. You have to hurt them enough that they’ll know not to tangle with you anymore. Or preferably kill them. (Wren)

How did you get me here? (Tory) I have my evil Jedi ways. The Force is strong with this one. (Acheron)

Speaking of, her family is due in any minute to claim her body. What am I supposed to tell them when we can’t give the body over? Again, I don’t think ‘oops’ will quite cover it. (Tate)

I can tell you love him. (Syn) Yeah, like a boil in my nether regions. (Kiara)

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)