“Asleep he’d been more of a temptation than she wanted. He’d looked relaxed and gentle.Inviting.Awake he looked dangerous.And still inviting.She would give the goddess credit, Artemis had exquisite taste in men; and to Tabitha’s knowledge, and according to Amanda’s words, there was no such thing as an ugly Dark-Hunter.”

“But then, his revenge had been more direct. He’d hunted down the ones who’d killed his sister and nephew – those who’d survived his mother’s attack – and he’d made them wish they’d never been born with nerve endings.' (Acheron)”

“You still haven’t eaten your muffin. (Sunshine)‘Yeah, right. He still hadn’t eaten his boots either, and he’d rather feast on one of them than that thing in her hand.’ (Talon)”

“Look. Let’s just say he’s in Tabitha’s line of work. Okay? (Selena)Ladies’ lingerie? He hardly looks the type to sell that. (Sunshine)”

“He says he’d rather be dead than leave me. According to him, we’re family. I guess that makes me the psycho uncle no one wants to talk to. And he’s the kid with only imaginary friends for company. ‘Normal’ Rockwell, here we come. (Jared)”

“You threatened to tell his girlfriend he’d been involved with you? (Hunter)No, I threatened to tell Brittany he made a pass at me if he didn’t help. He’s a slimeball I wouldn’t let touch my dead philodendron. (Abbie)”

“My God. Is there some unwritten law that you guys have to be giants? (Amanda)What can I say? Artemis likes her Dark-Hunters tall. Short men need not apply. (Acheron)”