Time is endless for a being such as I. Power is the only master I trust.” ~Lucifer

Nice to meet His Creepiness,” Zahara said with a sneer. “In case your douchebag of a boss has never told you, sneaking up on a girl with a blade is never a nice way of saying hello.” ~Zahara

Please, like I believe that,” Zahara scoffed. “I know what your boss wants, and I’m not playing house with him.” Chamuel chuckled. “Too bad you’re off limits, I wouldn’t mind playing house with you,” he said and winked.Zahara’s cheeks flushed and she balled her hands into fists. “I’ll chop off your manhood if you come close to me,” she seethed.“With what? Your teeth? Sounds like playing house to me,” Chamuel teased, raising both his eyebrows suggestively.~Zahara and Chamuel

All those night long phone calls! All those secret visits to my house! All those secret walks! And you’re fond of me! You think I’m being over dramatic! How about I break your face open for over dramatics!” ~Becca

Zahara didn’t respond, she just ran, knowing if she turned around she might be as likely to kiss him as she would be to grab the dagger and ram it into his mouth.

Bryan pulled back and laid his forehead against Zahara’s, his breath ragged and intense enough to set her on fire. “You’e making this difficult.”“Making what difficult?” Zahara huffed.“Leaving you.” Bryan closed his eyes and kissed her again.

Enough with the games, I know what you are, Nephilim and if you make one move, I promise I will carve you open.” ~Zahara

Solomon, you will remember that although I agreed to ally myself and my coven with yours, that does not mean you have any semblance of authority over me. We have a truce, and I conduct my own actions as I see fit, whether that involves Becca or not.’‘And you remember I will take your coven down the moment you step over the line,” Solomon hissed.” ~Solomon and Rekesh

He’s an Imago,” Adam repeated. “They kill humans, or use them as blood banks.”"You speak as if humans do not do that to each other,” Rekesh commented. “Not all Imagoes choose to be evil, as not all humans choose to be good. ~Rekesh and Adam

Zahara roared and threw herself at him, smacking Bryan back against the ground and swinging a right hook into his nose. She exclaimed in triumph as her fist connected with his face, hoping it hurt his nose as bad as the punch hurt her knuckles. Zahara’s triumphant smile turned into a yelp of pain as Bryan knocked her onto her back and rolled her onto her stomach, twisted her arms behind her, and locked them in place with a grip strong enough to bend steel.