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)

I can tell we’re going to get along like Batman and the Joker. (Fang) Just remember one thing, world. I’m the best friend you’ll ever have or the last enemy you’ll ever make. (Thorn)

There, there, baby. We'll hide her body in the trunk later. (Tory)

What hostile parasite is tunneling through her sphincter? (Zarina)

You can be known as Val or Babycakes.” His gaze darkened. “My name is Valerius and I will not answer to Val.” She shrugged. “Fine then, Babycakes, have it your way.

Joy, oh joy. He’d rather have his entrails pulled out through his nostrils.’ (Fang)

My mother always said that the strongest steel is forged by the fires of hell.