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“Charm me into giving you the red M&Ms. They’re my favorite.'
I looked Hades in the eyes. 'Give me the red M&Ms.'
'Still not good enough.'
'Give me the damn M&Ms,"'I snapped.
He snickered. 'That wasn’t very charming.”
― Kaitlin Bevis, Persephone

“Do you want some chocolate? I got M&M's--"

"What? Why would I want chocolate?"

"It cheers people up." Hollywood took out a plastic baggie full of bright and cheerful little UFOs. "Here--"

V batted the calories away. "Yeah, you can fuck off with that."

“Why? It has that chemical that simulates the feeling of falling in love.� Rhage opened the bag’s top. “Fritz puts them in a Ziploc for me because sometimes the regular packaging breaks open when I’m in the field. I hate chocolate in pockets, all melty. It’s like putting your hand in poop—�

“Oh, my fucking God, please stop talking—�

“—except you can eat it, of course.”
― J.R. Ward, The Wolf