Blackwell Phantasma Quotes

Firstly, let me reintroduce myself.” He dipped his head in a formal bow. “My name is Salemaestrus Erasmus Blackwell, Prince of the Devils. But you, angel, may call me Salem.

Incredible,” Blackwell echoed. “The audacity of men worth less than dirt.

Blackwell, Blackwell, Blackwell,

In fact, the last time we saw each other, my fingers were in her⁠—” “Finish that sentence and I’ll fucking kill you,” Blackwell threatened.

Erasmus Blackwell, Prince of the Devils. But you, angel, may call me Salem.

One thing Blackwell had always been right about was that soft hearts did no one any good. They broke over and over again. They bled for those who didn't deserve it.

but the way Blackwell was looking at her right now eradicated any thought of self-consciousness from her mind.

Ophelia opened her mouth to comment on the state of the room, but shrieked instead. The bloody Ghoul was dragging itself into the bathroom. She stumbled back a step—right into Blackwell’s surprisingly hard body. His muscles were even more toned than she had imagined they’d be. She felt his chest vibrate with quiet laughter against her back as he leaned his mouth down to her ear and drawled, “Watch this.

Call her a name one more time,” he threatened, his tone bored but his eyes alight with mischief. “I dare you.” Cade gawked at the sight of Blackwell’s tall frame, but his expression quickly soured as he spat, “Incredible, even Demons have whores⁠—” Blackwell grabbed Cade’s wrist and twisted his arm until he screeched in agony. “Incredible,” Blackwell echoed. “The audacity of men worth less than dirt.

I sure as Hell hope I’ve never sounded so ridiculous,” the real Blackwell said behind her, snapping her out of her momentary lapse in judgment. She cleared her throat as she answered, “Oh, you absolutely have.

Forget what I said, I’m going to fucking kill him,” Blackwell snarled as he began to shift into his corporeal state.

One thing Blackwell had always been right about was that soft hearts did no one any good. They broke over and over again. They bled for those who didn’t deserve it. So, when she finally got an audience with Phantasma’s creator, her heart would not be soft. It would be hardened from all the heartbreak she had experienced in the last two weeks. And the heartbreak that had not yet come as her time with Blackwell dwindled to an end.

I’ve had a lover,” she interrupted before he could jump to any conclusions. “But he never made me do that.” “Then he was useless and a waste of your time,” Blackwell told her

Incredible, even Demons have whores⁠—” Blackwell grabbed Cade’s wrist and twisted his arm until he screeched in agony. “Incredible,” Blackwell echoed. “The audacity of men worth less than dirt.

Tell me, Blackwell,” Genevieve said in a saccharine tone. Warning bells immediately sounded off in Ophelia’s head.