I want to be inside you so badly, Grace,” he whispered. “I want to feel your legs wrapped around me, feel your breasts against my chest, hear you moaning as I make slow, sweet love to you. I want your smell on my body, your breath on my skin.

I swear, Kat, you drive like you’re playing a video game. (Cassandra) Yeah, yeah. Wanna see the ray gun I have under the hood to zap them if they don’t get out of my way? (Katra)

Oh no, if you really want to be wicked to him, nuke it first. (Geary) Yeah, but given his reaction to the cupcake, that might overload his taste buds with pleasure and kill him. (Tory)

Is there a point to your latest irritation, Kish? (Sin) Had a sudden death wish. Felt the deep need to come up here and have you freeze me. (Kish)

You aren’t old enough to have such regrets.” “Pain doesn’t respect age, my lady.

I suggest you leave. Now. (Nykyrian) (The would-be attackers flee.) Had you said ‘boo,’ I think they would have wet themselves. (Kiara)

You’re selfish and you’re cold, and I’m tired of getting frostbite when I touch you. (Acheron)