Welcome to vampire-ville.” He chuckled.

Growl all you want. The sound is...appealing.

Yeah and purple monkeys fly from my ass at dawn.

Sleep now, baby. I’ll be here when you wake.

I'm a Blackmoore, Felicity. I get what I want.

I sighed. 'Ah spite, the stuff of fairy tales.

With bells on babe" Dean purred sexily and hung up.

Let the past go, Bren, or it will ruin your future.

For every blissful moment you must an anguish meet.

I’d chase you anyway. I’ll chase you forever.

Dust motes swirled in the air like tiny orbs of rainbows.

I can see the headline now: Archangel Busts Were Whisperer.

A boot up the ass could be considered a 'nudge' right?

... We're werewolves. We don't get to judge 'crazy.

We’ll be all right. Somehow, we will. Trust it is the truth.