“Is. English. Not. Your. Native. Language?" Grim spoke each word separately, and strung each syllable out.Nick hated it when he did that."Oh, how silly of me," Grim continued. "I forgot Stupid is your native tongue.”

“Stop your bitching, Nick. You should try being an immortal demon who’s lived since the dawn of time having to sit through this crap when English is not my native tongue, and if you think you’re fluent in it, buddy, I actually know what a gerund is.”

“One single word and I swear I’ll rip your tongue out. (Zephyra)”

“Some fool beheaded him around one A.M.” – Zarek“Are you talking about the Native American Dark-Hunter stationed here?” – Abigail“Say you didn’t.” – Sundown “Kill him? Fine. I didn’t…but I did.” – Abigail”

“Good Lord, woman. Didn’t anyone ever tell you that men have a specified word count set aside each day and if I don’t stop talking, my tongue will explode? (Syn)”

“Oh. Sorry about the muzzle. But it was necessary to protect you from your own stupidity. (Thorn)”

“I wish I had left him as he was. I wish you had told me this would happen. (Amanda) Told you what, Amanda? That the two of you would spend the rest of your lives loving each other? Raising your kis? Neither one of you have any idea how miraculous your life is. How many people would gladly sell their souls for what you have. Forget Artemis and immortality. What you have is infinitely more previous and rare. (Acheron)”