Yes, he’s a good boy. Never been in trouble at school and he’s on the honor roll. Captain of the football team. All-around psycho serial killer who hides bodies in the fridge whenever his parents go out of town. (Nick) I also eat babies for breakfast and torture small animals for fun. My therapist says I’m making real progress though. (Caleb)

How 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)

Looks aren't all there is in the world, my lady. They are certainly no protection against being alone. Hearts never see through the eyes. (Sebastian)

Where are my guards? (Wulf) Oh, one is right here, but he’s not feeling very talkative. Death has a way of making even the chattiest of people rather quite. As for the other…he’s…oh, wait, dead now. (Stryker)

I just want to be warm. Just once let me be warm. Is there no star capable of sharing its fire with me? (Zarek)

Move forward with purpose

I know, baby. I feel the same way about you. Those words never convey what goes through my mind and heart every time I look up and see you sitting in my house. Funny thing is, I always thought my house was full and that there was nothing missing in my life. I had a job I loved. Family who loved me. Good friends to keep me sane. Everything a human could want. And then I met an infuriating, impossible man who added the one thing I didn’t know wasn’t there.” – Tory “Dirty socks on the floor?” – Acheron