I waited two thousand years for you, Grace Alexander,โ he whispered in her ear. โAnd you were worth every second of it.
Sherrilyn KenyonWhat if one of her fatherโs soldiers panicked and fired for no reason? Though pilots were carefully trained, mistakes happened and she didnโt want to be included in a statistics report under โuh-oh, my bad.โโ (Kiara)
Sherrilyn KenyonOh, by the way, is this your armor? (Grace) It is, or was. (Julian) Can we keep it? (Grace) If you like. Why? (Julian) โCause, ooo baby, you are one hot tamale in that getup. This outfit alone will get you laid at least four or five times a day. (Grace)
Sherrilyn KenyonWeโve come to kill Zarek of Moesia, and if you get in our way, little girl, weโre going to kill you. (Otto) Iโll be damned. He speaks. Or rather growls. (Jess) But not for long if he doesnโt watch his mouth. For the record, Squire, it would take more man than you to even scratch me. (Syra) I live for a woman who scratches. Just make sure you keep it on the back, baby. I donโt like scars. (Otto)
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