“A good hunter keeps her distance from non-coven people," she says with a touch of ice in her voice - doing a dead-on imitation of Mrs. Keyes."A good hunter keeps herself chaste," Z adds."A good hunter will explode from lack of contact with the opposite sex," Sascha deadpans.Margo shakes her head in disgust. "A good hunter will cut the crap and do what she's suppose to do.”

“Like lets hear some big freaking initiation details! How'd it go?" Z asks. "Are you feeling more womanly? Or more witchy?""Well, Sascha would probably say I'm feeling more bitchy than usual, but..." Margo pauses, as all of our eyes go wide.I think we're amazed Margo is a little more self-aware than we might give her credit for.”

“Hey, what are we going to get Margo for her birthday?" I ask."I know what to get her.""What?"Dani looks around, and then whispers in my ear. "A spell to remove the stick from her ass.”

“A good hunter did not rush into a den of lions unprepared, and Dante was a very good hunter.”

“Give me the gun." Michael put a hand out, his voice soft.Tension rode on the sunlight as she listened to Hunter's breathing shake."It's okay," said Michael. "You don't want to do this."Inch by inch, Hunter lowered the gun into Michael's palm, finally letting go.Michael didn't move. "You alright?"Hunter nodded."Good." Michael wrapped his hand around the hilt.Then he lifted it, cocked the hammer, and put the barrel against Hunter's forehead. "Now where the f*** are my brothers?”

“Zoe ordered the Hunters to start loading. She picked up her camping pack, and Apollo said, "Here, sweetheart. Let me get that."Zoe recoiled. Her eyes flashed murderously."Brother," Artemis chided. "You do not help my Hunters. You do not look at, talk to, or flirt with my Hunters. And you do not call them sweetheart.”

“There are only two kinds of vampire hunters: good ones and dead ones.”