“You touch her, and I will take that dagger at your side and cut your heart out with it. (Julian)”

“Do it, and I’ll rip your heart out and feed it to your friend. (Julian)”

“I may not be able to stop you from killing me to get your pound of flesh, Tristan, but touch me – ” She let her gaze drop to the bulge in his pants and spun the dagger in her hands. “And I’ll get my own pound of flesh with one swipe.” – Evalle”

“Don’t touch me. It makes my skin crawl. (Grace)Grace! I can’t believe you– (Selena)At least she didn’t spit in my face with her dying breath. (Julian)They shoot, they score. A direct hit straight through the heart and into the raw nerves. (Selena)”

“You okay? (Grace)Oh, yeah. I’m just fine considering the fact I’ve walked through burning fires that hurt less than my groin does right now. (Julian)I said I was sorry. Okay, can you reach the pedals? (Grace)I’d like to reach your pedals…(Julian)Julian! Would you concentrate? (Grace)All right. I’m concentrating. (Julian)I don’t mean on my breasts. (He dropped his hungry gaze to her lap.) Or there, either. (Grace)”

“I need dating advice. Fast...Julian, how did you meet your wife?"Julian shrugged. "My brother the sex god cursed me into a book for two thousand years. Grace got drunk on her birthday and summoned me out of it."Vane rolled his eyes. "That's useless. Kyrian? What about you?""I woke up handcuffed to Amanda."Vane could work with that. "So I need to get a set of handcuffs?”

“Let him go, Julian. His entire body isn’t worth one molecule of yours. (Grace)(To Paul) Where I come from, we butchered worthless cowards like you just for practice. (Julian)”