Z: "You know, this was a hell of a lot easier when you were out cold in the back of that truck."Phury: "That was you?"Z:"You think it was Santa Claus or some shit?

Assail: We keep this up and I'll talk to you more than I speak with my own mahmen.Vishous: Isn't she dead?Assail: Yes.Vishous: Some bastards have all the luck.

Assail: Tell me, is your Dom reputation just talk, or are you truly that perverted?Vishous: Waste my time with gossip and I'll answer that firsthand.Assail: Kinky.

Fear of change was a weakness

I am praying for your eternal soul.""Don't bother.""Come on, don't you want to go to Heaven?""I wouldn't know anyone up there. And don't get too prissy with that religious bullshit, true? I don't want to spend an eternity without you, so you need to come to Dhunhd with me.""Will they have milk duds there?""yes, but they'll all be melted together. And we'll be surrounded by Yankees fans, televangelists, and no booze.""We'll think of some way to pass the time.""We always do.

Look upon me, Mistress. Watch as I wither!

There was pain, and then there was PAIN. This was PAIN-Vishous

Vishous, son of the Bloodletter, was not the kind of male anyone addressed like that. Except, apparently, for Wrath. In this case, the Brother with the tattoos on his face and the perverted reputation and the hand of death did exactly what he was told. He shut the fuck up.Which said volumes about Wrath. Did it not.

I love you."Z squeezed his eyes shut. "Don't be a tragedy, Bella.