Life, Unfortunately, Doesn't Seem To Care What

I Want You To Go Back To Tucson And Bring Me The Bottle Of Tequila I Keep In My Liquor Cabinet. And Don't Scare Tim." Volusian Remained Motionless In That Way Of His. "my Mistress Grows Increasingly Creative In Her Ways To Torment Me." "i Thought You'd Appreciate It." "only In So Much As It Inspires Me To Equally Creative Means To Rip You Apart When I Am Able To Break Free Of These Bonds And Finally Destroy You." "you See? There's A Silver Lining To Everything. Now Hurry Up.

I Clung To That Spark Of Hope, Nurturing It Into A Small Flame That Chased Some Of The Shadows In My Heart Away.

I Knew You Were A Badass," Continued Adrian. "but I Didn't Realize Just How Much Until I Saw You Dropping Guardians Out There." "does That Mean You're Going To Be Nicer To Me?" I Teased. "i'm Already Nice To You," He Said Loftily. "do You Know How Badly I Want A Cigarette Right Now? But No. I Manfully Suffer Through Nicotine Withdrawal—all For You.

I Always Love It Whenever Rose Delivers One Of Her Witty One-liners—particularly When It’s A Completely Serious Situation. The Contrast Always Amuses Me, But Then, I’m Biased.

What's Going On?" He Asked, Looking From Face To Face. "i Was Having A Good Dream." "i Need You," Said Lissa. "i Hear That From Women A Lot," Said Adrian. Christian Made A Gagging Sound, But The Faintest Glimmer Of A Smile Crossed Eddie's Lips, Despite His Otherwise Tough Guardian-stance.