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 KenyonKnock, knock. You have the day to hide. Come nightfall, we hunt. (Desiderius) Yeah, yeah...you and your little dog, too. (Kyrian) You're not scared of his threats? (Amanda) Chere, the day I fear something like him is the day I lie down at his feet and hand him the knife to cut my heart out. The only fear I have is getting you back to your sister and convincing High Queen Hard Head to leave off this matter until I can locate Desiderius and send his soul into oblivion where it belongs. (Kyrian)
Sherrilyn KenyonMistakes don't have to define us. They're how we learn and grow. They show us who and what we don't want to be. It's why they're mistakes.
Sherrilyn Kenyon