Quotes About Zsadist

#1. Zsadist: I didn't make up the rules of this scenario
Wrath: You'll die if you go by yourself.
Zsadist: Well ... I'm kind of ready to get off the ride.
Phury felt his skin get tight all over.

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#2. What is your name?" she murmured.
He cocked an eyebrow at her and then went back to staring at his brother. "I'm the evil one, in case you haven't figured it out."
"I wanted your name, not your calling."
"Being a bastard's more of a compulsion, really. And it's Zsadist. I am Zsadist.

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#3. He tasted each one of them. The raw power and majesty of Wrath. The vast strength of Rhage. The burning, protective loyalty of Phury. The cold savagery of Zsadist. The sharp cunning of Vishous.

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#4. After a moment the king said, "So be it."
Zsadist cursed. Butch whistled low. Rhage bit into a Tootsie Pop.

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#5. The warrior (Zsadist) rolled his black eyes. Come on, man. What does it matter to me? You, Tohr. Britney Spears.

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#6. Look, you didn't fail me. Because you can't fail at the impossible. -Zsadist to Phury

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#7. Bringing the very heavens close enough to touch.
It was Zsadist.
His eyes closed, his head back, his mouth wide open, he sang.
The scarred one, the souless one, had the voice of an angel.

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#8. That Zsadist guy ... you had to wonder when he was going to lose it. And what he was going to take out with him when he did.

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#9. God, he even knew their names. Rhage. Phury. And that scary-ass Zsadist guy.
Yeah, no Tom, Dick, and Harry names for the vampire types.
But come on, could you actually imagine some lethal bloodsucker named Howard?
Eugene?

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#10. Go 'head." Those freaky-ass black eyes had stared at Butch with the intensity of a shark. "Crack open that door. Run your little heart out. Run fast, run smart, call for help. Just know that I'll come after you. Like a hearse." - Zsadist

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#11. I can't ... I find that I can't concentrate. On anything. I can't really ... " Rhage's eyes drifted to Zsadist. "How do you live with it? All the anger. The pain. The ...

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#12. What did you do with the female?" Zsadist growled to the next slayer. When all that came back at him was a "Fuck you," Z pulled a Tyson and bit the bastard.

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#13. The front door swung open, and Zsadist strode into the house.
Wrath glared. "Nice of you to show up, Z. Busy tonight with the females?"
"How about you get off my dick?

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#14. We don't have to talk about Zsadist.
That's okay. He's the most interesting part of me.

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#15. That Zsadist was late was no big surprise. Z was one giant, violent fuck-you to the world.

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#16. I feel like I am wlaking down into a porn movie" V mutteres as they took the steps with care.
"Wouldn't that require more black candles for you", Zsadist cracked ...

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#17. He thought about all the holes in him, the blank places, the voids where others felt things. When it came down to it, he was really just a screen, more empty than solid, his emotions blowing through him, only angry catching and holding.

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#18. I must confess. Of all of the brotherhood, he was the one I loved first and he remains the one I love the most. For me, he is just the ... one.

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#19. Z: "You know, this was a hell of a lot easier when you were out cold in the back of that truck."
Phury: "That was you?"
Z:"You think it was Santa Claus or some shit?

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#20. I was dead until you found me, though I breathed. I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came ... and I was awakened.

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#21. With his fantastic mane of multicoloured hair, Phury should have been in Hollywood's league with the ladies, but he'd stuck with his vow of celibacy. There was room for one and only one love in his life, and it had been slowly killing him for years.

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#22. Z knew the fed EX-tinction package had arrived and wasn't ready to take delivery

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#23. Good? No, that didn't go far enough. She'd made him feel ... alive. Awakened.

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#24. I catch you without your ahstrux nohtrum again, I'm turning you in."
Qhuinn cursed. "Yeah, and then I'll get fired. Which means V'll Donald trump my ass with a dagger. You're welcome.

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#25. Look upon me, Mistress. Watch as I wither!

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#26. For fuck's sake, get off the cross. Someone else needs the wood.

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#27. How sweetly he came to her, she thought. Even with his bulk and power, he came to her ... sweetly.

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#28. She is more beautiful than I have words for. And last night, I was blessed beyond measure to serve her.

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#29. You are the male I might have been. You are the potential I had and lost. You are the honor and the strength and the kindness she needs. You'll take care of her. I want you to take care of her.

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#30. I love you."
Z squeezed his eyes shut. "Don't be a tragedy, Bella.

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#31. I'm sorry," he muttered. "If I ... uh, hurt your feelings or something."
She glared at him. "I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated."
His head snapped back on his spine. Well ... then. Okaaaaay.

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#32. And mortal terror in a female was Z's favorite turn-on. He got off on it like most males favored crap from Victoria's Secret.

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#33. He knew he was being overbearing as hell, but he couldn't help it. He was a bonded male. With his pregnant female. There were few things on the planet more aggressive or dangerous. And those bastards were called hurricanes and tornadoes.

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