“Some women, Dahariel said in that same hard tone devoid of any hint of humanity, getunder a mans skin until digging them out makes you bleed.”

“While Dmitri, as the leader of Raphaels Seven, could not accept such a weakness, the mortal hed once been, the one who had loved a woman with a wide mouth and eyes of slanted brown . . . that man u...”

“In my time, he said, they believed in witches. Are you a witch, Honor, that you make me say these things to you? Causing him to rip open wounds that had stayed safely scabbed over for so long that,...”

“Fine. But remember, little rabbit, not a word to anyone." He moved close enough that the dark heat of him lapped against her in a quiet threat that made her glad for the blade. "I'm not a nice man ...”

“You refused to fall in love with anyone else, Dmitri. A whisper with the impact of a gun-shot. So I had to come back for you . . . husband.”

“Flirt with him if you want, Honor, but you're mine.”

“I dont want to be your snack, your chew-toy, your fuck-buddy. Find a vampire to sink your fang into.”

“Raphael lifted a finger, tracing it over her cheekbone. She flinched. Not because he was hurting her. The opposite. The places he touched ... it was as if he had a direct line to the hottest, most ...”

“I don’t want to be your snack, your chew-toy, your fuck-buddy. Find a vampire to sink your fang into.”

“A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.”

“I've always said that idleness dulls the spirit. We have to keep the brain busy, or at least the hands if we don't have a brain.”

“If your workplace was somehow transplanted into the jungle and everyone was forced to survive at a very primitive level, it's safe to say that eventually your boss would rape you.”