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...treat people with understanding when you can, and fake it when you can't until you do understand.
You need a new hobby, Rachel. Something other than nasty little men with visions of world domination.
I thought it odd that the woman was over a thousand years old but thought the microwave was primitive.
I just want my name back so my life can go back to chaotic and weird instead of chaotic and desperate.
If it was up to me, I’d choose the hard path with the easy ending, not the easy path with the hard end.
I suddenly realized that a bunch of my friends needed babysitters and vowed to start screening my calls.
Death and blood didn’t turn on a vampire. Fear and the chance to take blood did. There was a difference.
Hate is all that keeps us alive when love is gone. You’re almost there. Not quite ready to let it go yet.
He just wanted to hold her to him and tell her it would be okay, that she had survived and was beautiful.
Somehow I found him. Somehow I found Al's sarcastic thoughts, bitter and old. Tired, angry, bored. Alone.
Ku’Sox was indeed a demon. In. The. Sun. I needed answers, but I wanted them from Al, not…Cute Socks here.
If he betrays you, I will finish what I started with his fingers," he said, and I shivered. "Tell him that.
I didn’t mean now,” he protested. “I’m not going to raise the child. I’m having enough trouble with Rachel.
Happy endings were never handed out. You had to fight for them, earn them with bruised hearts and sacrifices.
Rache,” he said, trying to get into my line of sight. “What more do you need? God to send a telegram?" (Jenks)
A demon was asking me what I wanted. My eyes flicked to Al, and he shrugged. “What do you want?” he said softly.
I sat for a moment, figuring things out, then decided to stay there. If I was on the floor, I couldn't fall down.
The quickest way to a woman's crotch is through her gullet. Can I make you a cake?" Big Al to Pierce, then Rachel.
The car was full of unhappy people heading west. It was the Great American Family Road Trip, all right. Whaaa-hoo!
Music moves society more than most people realize. In my opinion, it's a soft manipulator of influence and change.
My mother isn't crazy. She simply has a harder time than most reconciling her reality with everyone else's reality.
His eyes met mine at the soft touch, and a chime seemed to shake the ley line, realigning the universe. He was mine.
Elves apparently had a short childhood. Not like witches, who seemed to take forever to grow up, according to Jenks.
As the joke goes, you don’t have to be faster than the wolf chasing you, just faster than everyone else running away.
...It's easier to find a way to make money at something you love than to learn to love a job that you can make money at.
Yes, but . . .” She hesitated, her gaze finally coming to me. “I survived because I fell in love.” With you was unspoken.
I was very introverted. You know, I had my close group of friends, but I really didn't care what the cool kids were doing.
Plan B?' Ivy said. 'What is plan B?' Jenks reddened. 'Grab the fish and run like hell,' he muttered, and I almost giggled.
I will compensate all your one-inch, two-inch losses because I know how important every inch is to you aged, decrepit men.
I was having coffee with my bodyguard. I didn't expect to be hunting bad guys until later. Leather before sundown is tacky.
Join us next time for Days of the Undead when Rachel learns her long lost brother is really a crown prince from outer space.
I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.
Jenks squinted at me, and when Trent nodded, the pixy gestured sourly to Bis to get on with it. A four inch man ruled us all.
Rachel, you summon demons. You’re good at it. Get over it, then find a way to make it work for you. It’s not going to go away.
Sweet mother of chaos," he breathed. "Rachel, you are indeed one of us. Have your time in the sun. You're worth the extra wait.
Most of the upper management of I.S. were undead. I always thought it was because the job was easier if you didn't have a soul.
I grew up reading SF in the 70s and 80s, and I like fast, thought-provoking plots that take you places in fully realized worlds.
Gaily, if you can't demonstrate the ability to keep her alive, then I will take over her care and get you a dog instead." - Newt
I frowned, wondering if Trent would mind being the size of a fairy for a day. He could talk to the newest tenants in his garden.
You try getting through the Hollows traffic with a stoned redhead hanging out the window shouting, 'I'm king of the world!' ~Lee
Rachel, Rachel, Rachel,” he said, very still and unmoving. “Always jumping to the wrong conclusion. You’re like a frog, you know.
I’ve got your back. Nothing alive will ever hurt you if I have breath in me. And nothing dead will hurt you if I don’t.” (Kisten)
I grew up reading SF in the '70s and '80s, and I like fast, thought-provoking plots that take you places in fully realized worlds.
Did something happen to the sanctity of your church again?" My eye twitched. "Newt broke it so she could look in my closet." Again.
Al was looking at me in disbelief. “Not your lover?” “No.” “But he is Rachel candy,” Al said, his confusion too honest to be faked.
I ought to file charges of uncommon stupidity against you for letting her try this alone." ~ Newt, Black Magic Sanction, Kim Harrison
I'm only going to be here for a time, then leave you." His gaze met mine. "And I will cry when I go, because I could love you forever.
The demon had trouble remembering what she was doing, but she was powerful, sort of the crazy Wendy of the lost lord-of-the-flies boys.
Welcome home, Rachel mariana Morgan, he said, his goat-slitted eyes holding a new, dangerous light. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.
Memories of ice and Trent surfaced, and I wrapped my arms around my middle. I had saved him, and he had saved me. What was wrong with us?