Bad Moon Rising (Dark-Hunterverse #18)

Aimee-"If someone's possessed by a demon, how do you get the demon out?"
Xedrix-"Call a priest.

Aimee pulled him to a stop. "Thank you, Xedrix. I really appreciate this."

"Really wish I could say the same. Damn bears, getting demons killed. What did we ever do to you?"

Kyle let out a nervous half-laugh. "Well, you did try to eat me."

Xedrix scoffed. "Man up, Kyle. We only took one small bite.

All right, two dozen house specials. Any chance one of you might want to live dangerously and try a vegetable? (Aimee)
Do we look like rabbits to you? (Fury)

And I flunked anger management the moment I put the counselor through a stone wall. You might want to keep that in mind.
[Thorn]

And in your world, Captain Scary, that would mean? (Fang)
You hit him three times and then you stop. It’s in English. Hell, it’s in –your- English. You were born then! (Thorn)
That was my third hit. (Fang)
I have a tumor. I know I have a tumor. I just wish I were mortal so that it could kill me. (Thorn)

But it’s like Cherise says, the hardest ones to love are always the ones who need it most. (Aimee)

Can you stand? (Aimee)
I’m not helpless. (Fang)
Oh, look! Mr. Macho is back in all his glory. Hello, Mr. Macho, it’s so not good to see you again. But you know, Mr. Macho, that you’ve been bedridden to the point that your legs aren’t used to carrying your weight and you’re not really human. So if you want to get up and fall, gods forbid I do anything to stop it. After all, I live for America’s Funniest Home Videos. Should I fetch a camcorder now? (Aimee)

Cop a squat, animals and folks. I don’t want to be here any more than the rest of you so make it fast and get out of my hair. Let’s quickly run down the bullshit pedagogy. Hear ye…Who the hell wrote this crap?...Welcome to the Omegrion Chamber. Here we gather, one rep from each branch of the two patrias. We come in peace (he paused to snort derisively) to make peace. I’m your mediator, Savitar, and if you don’t know that by now, you need to be hit in the head with a jackhammer and replaced because you’re too stupid to represent your patria. But in case you’re dense and forgot, I am the summation of all that was and what will one day be again. I make order from chaos and chaos from order, which is how I got drafted into this shit. Now let’s get on with this before I start splitting your hairs. (Savitar)

Dev-"Come in peace or leave in pieces

Fang laughed as he shoved Vane away 'Man, quit hugging on me. You are a perv." Vane punched him in the arm. "You're such an a**hole,"
Trace gasped. "Daddy said a bad word!"
Fang said "You tell him pup. Keep your daddy straight.

He’s stronger than this. He’s always been stronger… (Vane)
Even the mightiest oak can be felled by a whisper of a wind if it comes on the heels of a powerful enough storm. (Carson)

I accept you as you are, and I will always hold you close in my heart. I will walk beside you forever. (Fang)

I can tell we’re going to get along like Batman and the Joker. (Fang)
Just remember one thing, world. I’m the best friend you’ll ever have or the last enemy you’ll ever make. (Thorn)

I don’t know nothing about birthing puppies, Miss Scarlett, but I can cleave the head off a Daimon without breaking a sweat. (Valerius)

I love you, don’t I? And the gods know you are definitely not easy to deal with. (Aimee)
Thanks, Aim. By the way I still have a tiny bit of confidence left. Please make sure you stomp on it too while you’re at it. Gods forbid it should actually grow into something called self-esteem. (Fang)

I'm old enough to make you look like an embryo. [Thorn]

Inside us all are pieces of that which makes the neagitve. Demons are neither good nor bad. Like you, they have many facets. It is that inner essence, or drive, if you will, that we all have that guides us through our lives. Sometimes those voices that drive us are whispered memories that live deep inside and cause us such pain that we have no choice except to let it out and to hurt those around us. But at other times, the voice is love and compassion, and it guides us to a gentler place. In the end, we, alone, must choose what path to walk. No one can help us with it. (Menyara)

I see time away hasn’t made you any more charming. (Fang)
Oh, I can be charming. I just choose not to. People start to think you like them, then when you stab them in the back, they take it so personally. Really pisses me off. (Thorn)

It’s just a mild disagreement, Papa. Remi has this whole need to breathe in and out, which annoys me. If he would just stop breathing, I’d be fine. (Aimee)

Oh, gods, you’re mated! I really hope it’s to Aimee. (Bride)
Thankfully so. Otherwise I’d have had to kill me some ho and then beat Fang senseless. (Aimee)

Old enough to know better, pissed enough not to care. (Jaden)

Simi? What was it you told me once about families?
We have three kinds of family. Those we are born to, those who are born to us, and those we let into our hearts.

So who was she? (Vane)
Why do you assume it was a female? (Fang)
Didn’t know you were fond of men. I’ll file that under my special Fang folder. (Vane)

The innocent should never have to suffer from the battles of others. (Valerius)
I know, but it seems to always be the case. (Acheron)
A furore infra, libera nos - spare us from the fury within. (Valerius)

What does this Daimon look like? (Xedrix)
He’s tall and blond. (Kyle)
Well, that narrows it down to every Daimon here except Stryker. What would that be? Several thousand of them? Could you be a bit more specific and if you tell me he was dressed in black, I’ll kill you myself and spare me the agony of dying. (Xedrix)

Where I am always thou art. Thy image lives within my heart.

Xedrix-"No, our motto is 'everything tastes better with hot sauce.

You’re a demon. I thought your motto was ‘spoils to the victor.' (Aimee)
No, our motto is ‘everything tastes better with hot sauce.' (Xedrix)

You really don’t want to take that tone with me. (Varyk)
Well, I do have several others we can choose from. Contemptuous. Angry. Snide. Aggravated. How about I just settle on extreme sarcasm and we call it even? (Dev)

You really turning mercenary on your favorite older brother? (Dev)
No. I would never do that to Alain. (Aimee)
Ouch! Bearswan got ‘tude. (Dev)