“When Matthew merely stared at him, Jackson reached into the weapon box and pulled out a sheathed machete, handing it to the boy.Matthew laughed and dropped it.”

“Mel exhaled. "Why are you forcing me into the voice-of-reason role? You know that never works out for us.”

“When you got captured, I didn't know..." He trailed off, had to chug whiskey before he could continue. "If it'd be like...""What?""Like it was with Clotile.""Oh, Jackson, no. I was okay. I'm unharm...”

“Evangeline," he sighed. "It ain't ever goan to be easy with you, is it?”

“Jackson snorted. And Selena play-slapped his chest, like he was her mischievous boyf”

“When Matthew merely stared at him, Jackson reached into the weapon box and pulled out a sheathed machete, handing it to the boy.Matthew laughed and dropped it.”

“Mel exhaled. "Why are you forcing me into the voice-of-reason role? You know that never works out for us.”

“Jackson snorted. And Selena play-slapped his chest, like he was her mischievous boyf”

“I've missed you, Sebastian.""Have you, love?" He unfastened the buttons of her robe, the light eyes glittering with heat as her skin was revealed. "What part did you miss the most?""Your mind," she...”

“I guess I can't blame him for feeling bitter. Going from being the terror of Bulgarian nights to a janitor would kinda suck”

“Being dead wasn't supposed to hurt. Where was the fairness in that? If I was dead, the least the universe could do was make it painless”