“Rhage burning deep insideUncontrollable Phury, unable to hideTrust me and I'll let my Wrath beginThis Tohrment building up withinMy Vischous attitude will shine through.........I'll let my Tehrror free on you-my own zsadist quote from the black dagger brotherhood that i found online”

“He tasted each one of them. The raw power and majesty of Wrath. The vast strength of Rhage. The burning, protective loyalty of Phury. The cold savagery of Zsadist. The sharp cunning of Vishous.”

“Tohrment spoke. "Bella's brother called. He's tabled the sehelusion request and asked that she stay here for a couple of days."Z jacked his head up. "Why?""He didn't give a reason-" Tohr's eye's narrowed on Z's face. "Oh... my God.""What the fuck are you looking at?"Phury pointed to the antique mirror hanging on the wall next to the double doors. "See for yourself."Zsadist marched across the room, ready to give them all hell. Bella was what mattered-His mouth went lax at his reflection. With a shaky hand he reached out to the eyes in the old-fashioned leaded glass. His irises were no longer black. They were yellow. Just like his twin's."Phury?" he said softly. "Phury... what happened to me?"As the male came up behind him, his brother's face appeared right beside Z's. And then Wrath's dark reflection showed up in the mirror, all long hair and sunglasses. Then Rhage's star-fallen beauty. And Vishous's Sox cap. And Tohrment's brush cut. And Butch's busted nose.One by one they reached out and touched him, their big hands gently on his shoulders."Welcome back, my brother," Phury whispered.Zsadist stared at the males who were behind him. And the oddest thought that if he were to let himself go limp and fall backward... they would catch him.”

“Phury knelt beside him and stroked his face. "I've only ever had you to live for. If you die I have nothing.I'm utterly lost. And you are needed here." Zsadist tried to reach out, but couldn't lift his arms as Phury stood up. "God, Z, I keep thinking this tragedy of ours is going to be over. But it just keeps going, doesn't it?" Zsadist blacked out to the sound of his twin's boots heading from the room.”

“All of us are taking the night off," Wrath said abruptly. "We need some regroup time."Rhage snorted from across the table. "You're not going to make us play Monopoly again, are you?"Yup." A collective groan rose up from the Brotherhood, one that Wrath ignored. "Right after dinner.”

“God, he even knew their names. Rhage. Phury. And that scary-ass Zsadist guy.Yeah, no Tom, Dick, and Harry names for the vampire types.But come on, could you actually imagine some lethal bloodsucker named Howard?Eugene?”

“Look, you didn't fail me. Because you can't fail at the impossible."-Zsadist to Phury”