“I love her so damned much." Manny heard himself say. “That’s my heart right there. That’s my woman”.”

“I'll call you," Manny said."You do that, my man. You frickin' do that."-Manny to V”

“[Rhage and Manny]“You’re doing great,” he murmured as he noticed those white knuckled fists.“Don’t worry about me.”“Right, right…your brothers.” Manny paused for a split second. “You’re all right, you know that.”“F*ck…that…” The fighter smiled, flashing fangs. “I’m…perfect.”

“i am... absolutely destroyed at the loss. (--manny)”

“Fuck my cousin, it's got nothing to do with my cousin for me. If you were alone, I'd still be right on this carpet, on my knees, wanting to be with you. If you were mated to a female, if you were dating someone all casual and shit, if you were in a million different places in life … I’d still be right here. Begging you for something, anything one time, if that’s all you’ve got.”

“I want to see the front of you.”“That’s what all the girls say.”“Do you expect me to roll you over? ’Cuz I will.”“Your mate’s not going to like this.”“As if that’s going to bother you?”“True. It actually makes it worth the effort.”With a groan, he shoved his palms into the shimmering silver pool of blood beneath him, and flopped over like the side of beef he was.“Wow,” she breathed.“I know, right? Hung like a horse.”“If you’re really nice—and you live through this—I’ll promise not to tell V.”“About my size.”She laughed a little. “No, that you assumed I’d look at you in any fashion other than professionally.”

“It finally happened, he thought as he burrowed under his shirt and took hold of his heavy cross. All his life he’d wondered why he’d never fallen in love, and now he knew: He’d been waiting for this moment, this woman, this time. The female is mine, he thought. - Manny”