Quotes About Brotherhood

You know, you handled yourself last night. Don't know many humans who would have taken on Rhage or me. Much less in front of all the brothers." "Ah, now, don't get all mushy on me. We ain't dating.

Lessers were fewer and farther between now than ever, and there had been sightings, by others in the Brotherhood, of a very different kind of foe.

As Vishous seemed to find a partner in surly crime with Rhamp, Qhuinn found himself staring at the brother. For a lot of reasons. One

Wrath jammed a finger in V's face. "Don't follow me. We clear? You don't follow me." "You stupid fool," V said with total exhaustion. "You're the king. We all must follow you." -Wrath & Vishous

O forse si stava solo illudendo. Ciò di cui era sicuro era che avrebbe fatto qualsiasi cosa pur di salvare suo fratello. Ed era pronto ad essere maledettamente creativo.

Poor kid," Rhage said as the brother arrived. "Not hardly," V muttered as he appeared. "Boone's better off this way, true? That sire of his was a motherfucker." Butch shot a look at his roomie. "Will you please try to not bring that up at the goddamn ceremony? It's tacky." "I hate protocol." "No, really?" Rhage cut in. "Wait, let me get my shocked face on.

The Black Dagger Brotherhood were keeping him alive, so that they could kill him. Given the sum of Xcor's earthly pursuits, which had been at their best violent, and at their worst downright depraved, it seemed an apt end for him. -Xcor's thoughts

although he'd had hopes. And stalker tendencies. For the past week, he'd hung around the mansion for however many nights in a row, hoping to see her in the midst of one of her visits to service the Brotherhood. Because, hey, nothing says, "I wanna date ya," like grounds for a restraining order.

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.

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

got a close look at Doc Jane's red Crocs, Ehlena's blue ones, and his brother's knees as the male immediately crouched down next to him.

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.

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.

The Chosen Layla was what had changed everything for him, recasting the Brotherhood from target to tolerable, from enemy to co-existable tenant in the world. In

Trez went over and lifted the lid. After a deep inhale, he glanced over with a smile. "My brother is a helluva cook." Sure was, John thought. Although with Shadows you always had to wonder what the protein was. Rumor had it they liked to eat their enemies. The

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 swallowed through a tight throat. "You…are my brother?" And yet was confirmation truly needed? Tohrment was right, those eyes…were the same shape and color as his own. "I am," Tohr affirmed roughly. "I am your blooded kin." All

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

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.

Butch and V were the Frick and Frack of the Brotherhood

Eventually, V cursed. "I wish I knew what would help you, my brother. I mean, if you need a reassuring hug…I can probably pay someone to give you one.

DEDICATED TO YOU: You, a brother indeed. I think you are right where you are supposed to be-and I'm not the only one who feels that way.

You'll always be my little brother, no matter how old we are. I was trying to protect you.

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