The Simi gots some barbecue sauce in her bag. It kind of looks like blood if you squint at it the right way. And it donโt coagulate between your teeth like blood or give you them funky burps, not to mention it tastes a lot better too. Especially over that type A stuff. Bleh! Iโd rather eat my shoes. But that O-flavored bloodโฆyum! (She straightened and held one finger up in a gesture that strangely reminded him of Smokey the Bear.) And just remember, kids, three out of four demons all prefer barbecue sauce over hemoglobin. (Simi)
Sherrilyn KenyonMan, Wren. Iโm impressed. No woman ever sent flowers to thank me. (Serre) Donโt be that impressed. Iโm thinking she didnโt send flowers to thank him. One flower says thank you. This many says she thought he was dead. Or that she killed him. Hmm...Iโm thinking, put a tiger in her tank and that didnโt quit rev her up. What she needs is to go hunting for bear. (Dev)
Sherrilyn KenyonI warn you now. Anything happens to my mate or my son, we will hunt you down and rip you into so many pieces theyโll never find all of you. (Vane)
Sherrilyn KenyonYeah, well, donโt worry about it. Iโve never met a Daimon yet I couldnโt take. (Wulf) Guess again, little brother. You just met one, and trust me, heโs not like any youโve ever met before. He makes Desiderius look like a pet hamster. (Acheron)
Sherrilyn KenyonHow nice of Acheron to send us a playmate. (Daimon) Play is for children and dogs. Now that you have identified which category you fall into, I'll show you what Romans do to rabid dogs. (Valerius)
Sherrilyn KenyonItโs as if your kind needs adversity in order to achieve. (Leta) No, we donโt. Thatโs just a lie people tell themselves to feel better about all the people who kick them in their teeth when itโs just as easy to help a man up as it is to knock him to the ground. Thatโs why Iโve withdrawn from this world. I donโt want to have to watch my back all the time and Iโm tired of trying to figure out if the loyalty someone professes is real and true, or just another lie that will crumble the instant they taste jealousy. (Aiden)
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