Sam

“Nobody hurts her. Nobody talks shit about her. Not me, not you, not anyone. Next time I hear you call her anything less than the woman she is, I will cut your tongue out and feed it to your dogs.”
― RuNyx, The Reaper

“She had found a true friend in Amara and a protector in Dante. And she had found, under all the madness and chaos, Tristan.”
― RuNyx, The Reaper

“Leaning forward with lithe grace his body shouldn’t have been capable of but was, he trapped her between his arms and hovered over her, the air charged in the space between their bodies. “I’ve tasted you now, Ms. Vitalio,” he whispered, his gaze locked on hers. “You can’t escape me now.” “You don’t scare me anymore, Mr. Caine,” she replied, her voice breathy.”
― RuNyx, The Reaper

“Inhaling deeply, she continued. “I just, I really like you Tristan Caine, as messed up as you are.” One of his hands settled on her hips, the other coming up to her neck. “My loyalty is not a luxury for you, Morana. It’s a gift and it’s yours. You never have to walk into a room and question that.”
― RuNyx, The Reaper