The Window Seat

“You need to modulate that unwarranted ire, buddy. I'm not your 'ho and you ain't my pimp”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Styxx

“.’..all this talk about your son’s loyalty and fidelity has made me feel a sudden urge to go riding.’
His father scowled. ‘You shouldn't ride in your condition. You could fall from a horse and lose or injure the babe you carry.’

Holding Styxx’s hand in hers, she paused to smile graciously at him. ‘I never said anything about horse, Majesty. It’s your son I intend to mount and ride. Good day.”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Styxx

“What’s the one thing you want more than any other, prince?”“My wife.”Dionysus rolled his eyes. “Okay, what’s the second thing you want?”“My son.”This time the god expelled a long exasperated breath. “Third? And if you name another family member, I will leave you here with Apollo, so help me, Zeus.”Sadly, Styxx had no other family to name and only one other thing he craved. “To die.”“Ah, you can be taught. Yah! And yeah, death. You kill Acheron and you die. I get to rule the world of man and everyone’s happy.” Hands on hips, Dionysus arched a brow. “So what do you say?”“I say get me the fuck out of here.”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Styxx

“I'm not people, I only eat them.”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Born of Silence