Quotes About Loyalty

Rehv stared up into his mother's eyes and never loved her more. He nodded once. "Look upon mine face and be assured, I so swear it. Bella and her issue shall never know. The past shall die with thee and me." His mother's shoulders eased under her dressing gown, and her shuddering sigh spoke loudly of her relief. "You are the son other mothers may only wish for." "How can that possibly be true," he said softly. "How can it not.

There was a long silence. Then Rhage's hand landed on Butch's shoulder. "Besides, you don't look a thing like him. I mean…hello? You're this beefy Irish white boy. He's like…bus exhaust or some shit." Butch

He was hers to command, and if she wished to take his life here and now, he would willingly give his mortal coil unto her. No matter how much it hurt or what his suffering was, it would be a good death, one he had long deserved. Because this female, who captivated his black soul as surely as if she held his beating heart in her palm, would be the one killing him.

You did me right when it mattered. I return the favor. Always. That being said, you compromise my happy home in any way, I'll slice off your balls and feed them to you." I love Wrath, Qhuinn thought.

Wellsie will stake you through the heart and leave you for the sun, my friend.

Rehv se inclinó hacia abajo, ofreciendo la mano de la daga. - Todo lo que tengo es tuyo. Tres tuvo que parpadear fuerte y, a continuación, pasar la mano por sus ojos. - Tu amistad es todo lo que necesito, mi amigo, pues es malditamente invaluable.

godfather or godmother to an individual.

That's you," Wrath said. "You shall be called the Black Dagger warrior Dhestroyer, descended of Wrath son of Wrath." "But you'll always be Butch to us," Rhage cut in. "As well as hard-ass. Smart-ass. Royal pain in the ass. You know, whatever the situation calls for. I think as long as there's an ass in there, it'll be accurate." "How about bass tard?" Z suggested. "Nice. I feel that." They

Like I said, it's you and me against the world for this train wreck.

Wrath sapeva di aver stampato in faccia uno stupido sorriso soddisfatto e che per questo i fratelli lo avrebbero sfottuto alla grande. Ma non gli importava. Stava per avere una shellan. Stava per sposarsi. E loro potevano andare all'inferno.

That cat was a traitor. And if by some miracle she lived through the night, he was getting downgraded to Tender Vittles.

Hey. You still all right? Butch said softly Flicking up a light, he inhaled. Yeah. I really fucking am, true. Then he glanced into the hazels of his best friend. And... you? Yeah. Me, too. Cool. Cool. Heeeeeeeeeey, check his shit out with the relating. Any more od this and he was going to get a gold star on his chart.

You don't have to say it," he murmured. "I already know." "Know what?" "That you don't want anyone to know about this soft side to you. So I'm just going to tell them that you came over, kicked me in the balls, and took my liver when I coughed it onto the floor. I had to follow you home or I wouldn't be able to cleanse my own blood.

off Jane's body and positioned her so she was tucked into his chest. He liked her up close on his left side, with his fighting hand free to kill for her.

Ah, hell, V, you're killing me." Butch O'Neal mined through his sock drawer, looking for black silk, finding white cotton. No, wait. He pulled out one dress sock. Not exactly a triumph. "If I were killing you, cop, footwear'd be the last thing on your mind.

The Brotherhood and the Band of Bastards had to go try and make peace. And he had to go look his brother in the face. —

Xcor's own hand trembled as he reached forth. Grasping Wrath's palm, he kissed the ring and then placed it upon his bowed forehead. "Fore'ermore, I pledge my allegiance unto to you and yours, serving none other." Both

Both males took a deep breath. And then Wrath put his hand on top of Xcor's head, as if in benediction. Looking up, the King sought Layla out with his blind eyes. "You should be proud of your male. This is no small thing for a warrior." She brushed at her eyes. "Yes." Wrath

I'm going to stay here and see if he comes back," Wrath said as the double doors opened and V strode in. "I want the rest of you out searching for him in the city, but before you go, first let's get an update from our very own Katie Couric." He nodded at Vishous. "Katie?" V's glare was the ocular version of a fully extended middle finger, but he got on with it. -Wrath & V

He didn't want to get involved, but last night had put him at the front of the line for issues those two needed to work on. Besides, he had some fucked-up idea that if he did the right thing by his roommate, maybe he would deserve Anne a little more.

Oh, that's right. You got your happily ever after, so you're too good for us sluts.

the first time, servants would

Sometimes you had to sit on the sidelines while the one you loved worked their shit out.

They're your brothers," Rhage said in a grim voice. "And you need to save them because when you do, you save yourself. That's why you keep coming back here, even though you have a female of worth at home. You need to save your brothers… to save yourself." The Jackal rubbed his head like it hurt. "But they aren't my blood." "Blood is not required for that job description. Trust me.