Kendra Leigh Castle

“I can't believe you blew off hunting to play housewife. I should have brought you an apron. With puppies and kitties on it even. Maybe some ribbon."~Gadreel”

“You're not going to try to hug me or something, are you?" Phenex grumbled. "You've been into some weird shit since you got married.”

“Phenex gently took the biscuit from her, examined it for a moment, and then, in a blur of movement, pelted Gadreel with it. It hit him squarely in the forehead before landing in his bisque, making it splatter.Gadreel bared his teeth. "I was playing.""So am I. It's a game called Whack-a-Douche. I just set the all-time high score.”

“If she could only find a well-educated, Shakespeare-quoting bad boy who still had a thing for sexy tatoos and maybe a mild leather fetish, she might at least have a shot at avoiding her probable future as a crazy old cat lady.”

“Would it hurt him, just once, to do what she wanted and shut up about it? "If I wasn't sure," she snapped, "I wouldn't have said.... ow shitshitshitshitshit!"She dropped the wand again to clutch the top of her head, which she'd just slammed against the underside of the sink. It hurt, enough to bring tears to her eyes, and she dropped back to sit on the floor and cradle her head, completely defeated. "Ow. And don't you dare open that door." Naturally, he opened the door.”

“Ow! Shit!" She yelped, dropping the wand on the floor and clapping her hand over her eye, the one into which she'd just smooshed a nice glob of viscous black goo. She fumbled for a wash cloth, wet it, and scrubbed at her watering eye. Years of exposure to her foul-mouthed brothers came pouring out all at once. "Piece of shit god damn son of a bitch!”

“It's been a while since I hooked up with Prince Insomnia, so I guesshe was due for a visit. He hasn't changed... All tease, no action.”