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I won't snatch, harm, or scare to death people with you or use checking up on you as an excuse to cause trouble. You're worse than my mother, Rachel.""Mine, too," Jenks muttered. By Kim Harrison Harm Snatch Trouble Rachel Mine

He looked at me, eyebrows high and the sun glinting on his disguise-black hair. "You do the damnedest things in order to rile yourself up. Most people settle for doing it in an elevator, but not you. No, you have to make sure it's a vampire you're playing kissy-face with." Heat washed through me, pulled by anger and embarrassment. Ivy had said the same thing. "I do not!" "Rache," he cajoled, sitting up to match my posture. "Look at yourself. You're an adrenaline junkie. You not only need danger to make good in the bedroom, you need it to get through your normal day." "Shut up!" I shouted, giving him a backhanded thwack on his shoulder. "I like adventure, that's all. By Kim Harrison Eyebrows Hair Looked High Sun

But a slow, deeply satisfied smile came over him, and his breath quickened. 'So softly it starts,' he whispered. 'Foolishly clever and with an unsurvivable trust. It just saved your miserable life, that questionable show of thought, my itchy-witch.' Al's smile shifted, becoming lighter. 'And now you will live to possibly regret it. By Kim Harrison Slow Deeply Quickened Satisfied Breath

No," she said firmly. "I want you to stay when I go. Break tradition again, my love, and burn me alone in the home we built. I don't want you with me. You aren't done. You see too far ahead. You need to make the world in your thoughts a real one that our children can fly in." - Matalina to Jenks By Kim Harrison Firmly Matalina Jenks Stay Break

The seraph looked up, and pain sliced through my head as our eyes met, almost blinding me. "I honor you. You can do something I cannot," it said softly. "For all I am and all I have been, you are human. You are loved for your inventiveness, both good and bad. I can kill, but you can create. You can even create ... an end," it said wistfully. "That's something I will never be able to do. Accept this. Create. By Kim Harrison Met Create Seraph Looked Pain

I'm not talking about the blood ecstasy. I'm talking about my being able to fill that emotion void she has. You know her as well as I do, maybe better. She aches with it. She needs to be accepted for who she is so badly. And I was able to do that. Do you know good that felt? To be able to show someone that, yes, you are someone worth sacrificing for? That you like them for their faults and that you respect them for their ability to rise above them? By Kim Harrison Talking Ecstasy Blood Fill Emotion

Now you're going to get it," I said, guessing Al was coming when the ones in the back scattered. "You should have been nice."With a weird cry, the closest surface demon fell back, but it was too late. A flash of red light exploded overhead, smashing the buildings away as if I were at the center of an atomic explosion. The surface demons scattered like brown leaves, the remnants of their clothes and auras fluttering. It was Al, and he burst into existence in a grand mood, an old-fashioned lantern in his hand and a walking cane at his side."Rachel Mariana Morgan!" he shouted enthusiastically, raising the lantern high, and I painfully rose from my crouch, breaking my bubble with a small thought. "I've come to save you, love! By Kim Harrison Back Guessing Coming Surface Scattered

Men," she said as she took my arm and led me to the brightly lit room. "They forget we need to see the outcome of pain before we willingly put ourselves through it. How else would we suffer nine months to have a beautiful child? We already know we have guts. By Kim Harrison Men Room Arm Led Brightly

Past him was Trent, a tired look on his face. Holding my borrowed shawl close, I watched Jonathan as I slid out. "Why, thank you, Jon," I said brightly, "you freaking bastard."Trent ducked his head, hiding a smile. By Kim Harrison Past Face Trent Jon Tired

My God, he whispered. What have I done to her? He thought, humbled. The spell was broken, but it wasn't sealed, and her soul was bare to him, the scars of her tragic past and her triumphs over pain and her aching need to find her place. He just wanted to hold her to him and tell her it would be okay, that she had survived and was beautiful. By Kim Harrison God Whispered Humbled Thought Broken

Sometimes it takes a two-by-four across your head to realize what you want isn't what you'll end up with if you get it. By Kim Harrison Head Realize End

You pompous little bitch!" the infuriated Were shouted, red-faced and with his thugs backing him. "What are you doing here?" Mrs. Sarong pushed past the men who had put themselves in front of her. "Arranging your removal," she said, her voice sharp and her eyes glaring. Removal? As if he were an overgrown tree clogging the sewer line? The short businessman seemed to choke on his own breath, becoming choleric. Mouth gaping to look like one of his prize fish, he struggled to respond. "Like hell you are!" he finally managed. "That's what I wanted to talk to her about!" From my shoulder came a small, "Holy crap, Rache. How did you become Cincy's assassin of choice? By Kim Harrison Bitch Shouted Redfaced Pompous Infuriated

My kids know you can make it if you take risks and work hard. That we can work in the system you lunkers set up. That's all a parent really needs to give his child. That, and how to love someone with all your soul. By Kim Harrison Hard Work Kids Make Risks

See, this was why I liked coffee. You couldn't screw up making coffee. Even the bad stuff was good. By Kim Harrison Coffee Good Screw Making Bad

The want for that kiss had shocked him more than the interruption, and he fell back into the chair, cool and nonchalant as Quen came in with his questions and demands. He wasn't sure if he believed he'd really helped, but one thing was very clear. He wanted that again, that feeling of standing with her against all odds and succeeding. He wanted it so bad, he was going to risk destroying everything he and his father had worked for. He should walk away. Right now. But as she was ushered out the door under David's arm, all he wanted to do was follow her. What the hell was he doing, falling in love with a demon? By Kim Harrison Quen Wanted Interruption Chair Cool

Was I a fool to trust, or a wiser person finding the capacity to forgive? By Kim Harrison Trust Forgive Fool Wiser Person

People are motivated by three things, Rachel. Love ... " A red marker clattered in with the rest. "Revenge ... " A black one landed next to it. "And power," she finished, tossing in a green one. "Trent has enough money to buy all three." "You forgot one," I said, wondering if I should just keep my mouth shut. "Family. By Kim Harrison Rachel People Things Motivated Revenge

I said school starts tomorrow. I didn't say I was going to be there. By Kim Harrison Tomorrow School Starts

Newt had said I loved Ivy more than the church. I wasn't going to deny it, but there were all kinds of love, and how shallow would I be if my anchor to reality was a hunk of real estate? It was the people who were there that made it mean something. By Kim Harrison Ivy Newt Church Loved Love

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. By Kim Harrison Rachel Demons Summon Good Find

That's my girl," she said, her eyes holding a shared pain as she saw my confusion. "Al, where are you going to put her? Not in your room. She'd pull a line through you and kill you when you hog the blankets. I'll take the waif in. I promise I'll bring this one up properly. By Kim Harrison Girl Confusion Eyes Holding Shared

voice bringing my defenses down. I'd never have expected it a year ago, but now . . . after seeing him lose everything to follow his heart, I could. I could accept his comfort, show my vulnerability - even if it might not last. The undeniable truth was, he was meant for better things than me. One day Ellasbeth would have him, and I'd be left with the memory of who he had wanted to be. "Rachel?" But I'd be damned if I didn't take what I could of the time we had. Catching my tears, I wiped my face, giving Trent a thankful smile as I pulled back and looked for Bis. The little gargoyle had his wings draped around him, looking like a devil himself. "Bis? Can you jump her to Trent's? By Kim Harrison Voice Bringing Defenses Bis Trent

Join us next time for Days of the Undead when Rachel learns her long lost brother is really a crown prince from outer space. By Kim Harrison Days Undead Rachel Join Space

Al was cruel, vindictive, angry, elegant, powerful. He gave me strength, he gave me wisdom, not only about magic, but about myself. He was a lot like Trent, only harsher around the edges. By Kim Harrison Vindictive Angry Elegant Powerful Cruel

Pierce took a step back to put more space between us. "I demanded too much," he said, his sadness at himself, not me. "I see in your heart you found someone who makes you strong who does not hold too tight, who has learned that the pain of losing you to fate is more than the pain of you dying in a cage. Who is he? By Kim Harrison Pierce Step Back Put Space

Muttering about caves, Jenks came in with my suitcase, his eyes roving the low ceiling. He dropped my bag by the door, tossed me the keys to the van, and headed out, flicking the light switch several times because he could. By Kim Harrison Jenks Muttering Caves Suitcase Ceiling

He stepped forward, forcing me back. You're right. I made a decision. It was the wrong one. By Kim Harrison Forward Forcing Back Stepped Decision

You're like a five-year-old helping Mommy in the kitchen," Bill muttered, and Michael's mirth vanished. "It would be easier if you were somewhere else, but then I'd have two messes to clean up instead of one." Frustrated, By Kim Harrison Bill Mommy Michael Helping Kitchen

That's why I want you there, he said. You're unpredictable, and that can be the difference between success and failure. Most people make decisions in anger, fear, love, or obligation. You make decisions to irritate people. By Kim Harrison Make Decisions People Fear Love

Build: Bookworm, but tough By Kim Harrison Bookworm Build Tough

That was the extent of our relationship, but I knew he used me to keep Were women from insinuating themselves into his life. My gaze landed on the fat little black book beside his phone. Apparently that didn't slow him down when it came to dating. Dang, he needed a rubber band to keep the thing shut. By Kim Harrison Relationship Life Extent Knew Women

It hurts," he whispered, his hands falling to his sides. "All the time. Even when I try." Tears warmed my eyes, and I pulled back so I could look at him. "It will stop one day," I said as I gave his shoulders a squeeze. "Even without your trying, and then you'll feel guilty. After that, you'll wake up one morning, remember her, and smile. By Kim Harrison Hurts Whispered Sides Hands Falling

Do you hurt uncle Kisten', he asked.( ... ) but Kisten beat me to it. "Only my heart, Audric," he said. "Ms. Rachel is like the sun. See her sparkling there with the wind in her hair and fire in her eyes? You can't catch the sun. You can only feel its touch on your face. And if you get too much of it, it burns you. By Kim Harrison Kisten Asked Audric Hurt Uncle

My God, you have beautiful hair in the firelight," he said softly, and I blinked. "It's like your thoughts, all cinnamon and wild untamed. I've always liked your hair. By Kim Harrison God Firelight Softly Blinked Beautiful

Jenks made a move to follow, probably forgetting he didn't have wings anymore. He leaned forward and fell to the floor, face first. "Jenks!" I shouted when he hit with a dull smack and started swearing. By Kim Harrison Jenks Follow Anymore Made Move

I can smell her all over you. You need some help taming her?Let me break her in for you. By Kim Harrison Smell Taming Break

If I give a book as a gift, it is invariably a children's book with beautiful artwork and a simple text. I adore the feel of them, the care taken in the artwork, and the high visual stimulation that sets off the simple but often powerful message the text conveys. By Kim Harrison Book Gift Artwork Simple Text

If you think living with Ivy and trying to avoid getting bitten was difficult, wait until you try living with her while trying to find a blood balance. This isn't an easier road, Rache," he said, gaze distant and unaware of the worry he was starting in me. "It's a harder one. And you're going to be hurting all the way along it. By Kim Harrison Living Ivy Rache Difficult Wait

You can trust me to keep my word. I always keep my word, promises or threats. By Kim Harrison Word Trust Promises Threats

He darted a guilty look toward his dad. "Will you - get me a bottle of spicy?" My eyes jerked to his. "Maybe some barbecue sauce?" I closed my mouth before a bug flew into it. "Sure." I did not believe this. I was pimping ketchup to the son of the FIB's captain. By Kim Harrison Dad Darted Guilty Spicy Bottle

Brooke, I'm already gone. The only reason I tried to get away from you boneheads earlier was because I wanted a couple of hours to see the sights before I headed home. Crooked Street maybe. Or Treasure Island. That sweet little bridge you're all so fond of. I can't say I like the Alcatraz tour, though. It's a little too realistic. By Kim Harrison Brooke Street Island Home Treasure

Oh my God! I shouted, smacking at myself to get it off. The chanting abruptly stopped as I danced about the interior of the circle, beating the chunky dust off me. It only made things worse, and I began coughing on someone's dead grandmother. My eyes watered, and I finally gave up, glaring at them from around my hair, now all over the place. Damn it, I was covered in strawberries and human remains. By Kim Harrison God Shouted Smacking Circle Beating

When everything seems to impact everything and there's no easy answer, I ask myself: Will this decision take me closer or farther from you? And then it's so clear. Even if it doesn't make sense at the time. By Kim Harrison Answer Impact Easy Decision Closer

What are you doing in Nicky's room, Rachel? Oooh! He summoned you to the west coast, didn't he? Did you kill him? Good for you taking care of that little problem? I should give you a bunny! - Algaliarept By Kim Harrison Rachel Nicky Room Oooh Algaliarept

I'm not going to stay sround to send reapers to kill people who are too scared, or frightened, or JUST PLAIN STUPID to find joy in life. By Kim Harrison Plain Stupid Scared Frightened Life

I was standing in a line, balanced between reality and the ever-after. I could go either way. I wasn't his yet. "One day a week," I said, knees wobbling. "I give you Newt's mark, you give me my name," Al said, then wiggled his fingers as if he needed me to take them to finish the deal. I reached for it, and at the last moment, Al's glove melted away, and I found myself gripping his hand. By Kim Harrison Line Balanced Everafter Standing Reality

Kisten, please don't leave me," I begged, and his eyes opened."I'm cold," he said, fear rising in his blue eyes.I held him tighter. "I'm holding you. It's going to be okay.""Tell Ivy," he said with a gasp, clenching in on himself. "Tell Ivy that it wasn't her fault. And tell her that at the end ... you remember love. I don't think ... we lose our souls ... at all. I think God keeps them for us until we ... come home. I love you, Rachel.""I love you, too, Kisten," I sobbed, and as I watched, his eyes, memorizing my face, silvered, and he died. By Kim Harrison Ivy Kisten Begged Opened Cold

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. By Kim Harrison Rachel Sweet Chaos Breathed Mother

Such a pretty pair you make, like matched horses in my stables. By Kim Harrison Make Stables Pretty Pair Matched

Her tiny hand gripped mine with a surprising warmth, and in a shocking wash of emotion, I felt everything I knew shift. The scent of cinnamon and baby powder hit me, and as my eyes widened, my heart melted, making room for her. By Kim Harrison Warmth Emotion Shift Tiny Hand

His seat belt was on, and his hands dropped from where he'd been fiddling with the visor. "You look small," he finally said, looking both innocent and wise. By Kim Harrison Visor Seat Belt Hands Dropped

[Jenks]"I think you're all screwy in the head," he said when Bis nodded his encouragement. "But go ahead. I've got Quen's number in my phone. I'll call him if you both explode in a flash of black underwear and money so I won't have to fly all the way home. By Kim Harrison Jenks Bis Head Encouragement Screwy

You just click your heels and think there's no place like being pwned. By Kim Harrison Pwned Click Heels Place

Vamps were homebodies - high-maintenance, party-till-you-die, don't-look-at-me-funny-or-I'll-kill-you homebodies, but homebodies nevertheless. By Kim Harrison Highmaintenance Homebodies Vamps

Trent sighed, visibly bothered at my admittedly childish behavior, but I was hot, damn it, and needed money, and therefore I was vulnerable to his bribes and his air-conditioned car. By Kim Harrison Trent Sighed Visibly Behavior Hot

Love died in the shadows, and it shouldn't cost so much to keep it in the sun. But as Trent would say, anything gotten cheap wouldn't last, so do what you need to do to be happy and deal with the consequences. That if love was easy, everyone would find it. By Kim Harrison Shadows Sun Died Cost Love

Of course I'm shielding her, you broken feather! By Kim Harrison Feather Shielding Broken

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. By Kim Harrison Disbelief Rachel Lover Candy Faked

Some nasty bitch of a woman from the coven of moral and ethical standards tried to fry Rache" the pixy said apparently proud of it. "I pixed the Tink-blasted dildo, and Rache's black-arts boyfriend blew her right out the front door. "Bam! By Kim Harrison Rache Nasty Bitch Woman Coven

Trent was Cincinnati's most eligible bachelor, still single because of me. He'd thanked me for that in a weird moment of honesty when he thought we might die in a demon's prison cell. I was still wondering why I'd bothered to save his little elf butt. Misplaced responsibility, maybe? That I'd saved his life didn't seem to mean anything to him, since he had tried to make my skull one with a tombstone not three seconds after I got us safe. By Kim Harrison Cincinnati Trent Bachelor Eligible Single

I am not going to be the person who completes you," he said, glancing at me and turning away. "You are one messed-up bitch. By Kim Harrison Glancing Person Completes Turning Bitch

I'm going back!" I shouted, standing to put some distance between us in case I was yanking her chain too hard and she came after me. "I'll show him," I said, waving an arm. "I'll sneak in. I'll steal his freaking glasses and mail them back to him in a freaking birthday card! By Kim Harrison Back Freaking Shouted Standing Put

The coat was a remnant from his stint at being people-size. I'd gotten his jacket, Ivy had gotten his silk robe, and we'd thrown out his two dozen toothbrushes. By Kim Harrison Peoplesize Coat Remnant Stint Ivy

I like where I live," he said, landing behind the side pocket in his best Peter Pan pose. "You two women are too flaky to put my family in your hands. Just ask anyone here. They'd agree with me!" Ivy huffed and turned her back on him, muttering under her breath, but I could tell she was relieved her new landlord wasn't her mom. By Kim Harrison Peter Pan Live Landing Pose

It's said that the reason the elves and demons began their war is because of a broken alliance," he said, the world-weary damage to his face making him look wise. "I've always found it to be true - that the best of friends make the bitterest of enemies. Elves and demons, forever fighting. Who is to say that demons weren't the slaves of elves first? By Kim Harrison Elves Demons Alliance Wise Reason

Good Lord, I thought, squinting at the bright glare of a late-July morning. No wonder I slept through this. It was noisy with shrieking birds, and already hot. By Kim Harrison Lord Good Thought Squinting Morning

Kisten's eyes went distant, falling from mine as he gently pulled my arms into a less aggressive posture. "Most people," he said, "are desperate to be needed. And if they don't feel good about themselves or think they're undeserving of love, some will fasten upon the worst possible way to satisfy that need to punish themselves. They're the addicts, the shadows both claimed and unclaimed, passed like the fawning sheep they make themselves into as they search for a glimmer of worth, knowing it's false even as they beg for it. Yes, it is ugly. And yes, we take advantage of those who let us. But which is worse, taking from someone who wants you to, knowing in your soul that you're a monster, or taking from an unwilling person and proving it? By Kim Harrison Kisten Distant Falling Posture Eyes

Jenks snickered. "Yeah, Rache. Why bother? I mean, this could be good. Ivy could invite her mom over for a housewarming. We've been here a year, and the woman is dying to come over. Well, at least she would be if she were still alive." Worried, I looked up from the phone book. Alarm sifted over Ivy. For a moment it was so quiet I could hear the clock above the sink, and then Ivy jerked, her speed edging into that eerie vamp quickness she took pains to hide. "Give me the phone," she said, snatching it. By Kim Harrison Jenks Snickered Yeah Rache Ivy

Under the disguise amulet, Jenks looked very different with black hair and a darker complexion. He had his new aviator jacket on over the T-shirt he had bought in the previous store, making him a sexy, leggy, hunk o' pixy ass in jeans. No wonder he had fifty-four kids and Matalina smiled like Mona Lisa. By Kim Harrison Jenks Amulet Complexion Disguise Looked

Sha na tay, sha na tay," he said, his voice becoming more sure as he chanted it, seeking the attention of the Goddess that he was reluctantly beginning to believe in. He'd seen too much not to. His pulse quickened, an awareness seemed to touch on him - one eye among thousands idly turning his way. The line was all around him, and dizzy with it, he let it fill his chi. And when he was sure he had the Goddess's attention, he reached for Rachel's chi. By Kim Harrison Sha Tay Goddess Seeking Voice

It wasn't the bent, nasty, yellow laminated four-by-six card everyone else got but a real heavyweight plastic tag embossed with my name. Jenks had one, too, and he was obnoxiously proud of it even though I was the one wearing it, right under mine. It would get me into the morgue when nothing else would. Well, besides being dead. By Kim Harrison Nasty Bent Yellow Laminated Card

Rynn Cormel had run the world during the Turn, his living charisma somehow crossing the boundaries of death to give his undead existence an uncanny mimicry of life. Every move was a careful study of causality. It was highly unusual for so young an undead vampire to be so good at mimicking having a soul. I figured it was because he was a politician and had had practice way before he died. By Kim Harrison Turn Cormel Rynn Life Run

You! she said, stepping forward with a vehement expression and her finger pointed. Heart pounding, I pressed into Al. Funny how he seemed so much safer now. (Newt, Rachel and Al) By Kim Harrison Newt Rachel Stepping Pointed Heart

Sighing, he rubbed his forehead, leaving a smear of black ash. "I've temporally blocked the collective because I can't answer that many calls at once, but pretty soon, I'm going to be entertaining. Lots and lots of irate, angry demons in my tiny little living room. It will be embarrassing. My reputation will be utterly ruined. I don't have enough chairs," he finished nlightly, turning his lip in and chewing on it. (Al) By Kim Harrison Sighing Forehead Leaving Ash Rubbed

Who in hell bought a mug with blue butterflies on it!" I shouted, slamming it on the counter beside the stove. "We are serious people doing serious things! I don't have time for butterflies! By Kim Harrison Hell Bought Mug Blue Butterflies

I just want my name back so my life can go back to chaotic and weird instead of chaotic and desperate. By Kim Harrison Chaotic Desperate Back Life Weird

I meant I'm not afraid of love being difficult. If it was easy, then everyone would find it. By Kim Harrison Difficult Meant Afraid Love Easy

There's someone out there who's suited for you. Someone who has enough strength or knowledge to keep themselves safe. I bet there's a foxy young man looking right now for a woman who can take care of herself and thinking he can't have anyone either. By Kim Harrison Suited Safe Strength Knowledge Bet

That was humanity's problem right there. they are brain damaged from the early sun By Kim Harrison Humanity Problem Sun Brain Damaged

Having been a demon curse, however brief, should leave a mark. A streak of silver hair, or bewitching eyes. Maybe crows on one's roof or a hound from hell at your heel. Blowing out my breath I stood and squinted at my reflection. A black eye. Swell. By Kim Harrison Curse Mark Demon Leave Hair

I held my bag open and he dropped Jenks inside."Hey!" the pixy protested, and then, "Tink's little pink dildo, Rache? Haven't you gotten rid of those condoms yet? They got a shelf life, you know. By Kim Harrison Hey Rache Tink Jenks Inside

Numb, I took the perfectly browned puff. Okay. Let me see if I have this right. Al provokes me into defending myself. I nearly kill him. Then Newt tries to kill me, thinking I'm Ku'Sox. Al stops her, saving my life. And now we're all going to have s'mores together? By Kim Harrison Numb Puff Perfectly Browned Kill

The car picked up speed, and the sound seemed to lull me.I could relax, I thought as I felt the tingling of circulation in my limbs. I was in Trent's car, wrapped in a blanket, and held in his arms. He wouldn't let anything hurt me.He wasn't singing, though,I mused.Shouldn't he be singing? By Kim Harrison Speed Relax Limbs Car Picked

A witch, a vampire, and a pixy walk into a bar, I thought as I led the way into the Squirrel's End. It was early, and the sun had yet to set when the door swung shut behind Jenks, sealing us in the warm air smelling faintly of smoke. Immediately Nick yanked it open to come in behind us. And there's the punch line. By Kim Harrison End Squirrel Witch Vampire Bar

Mistakes can be fixed but if you do it more than once, it's no longer a mistake. By Kim Harrison Fixed Longer Mistakes Mistake

Being poor is not an indication of potential or worth. It's a lack of resources. By Kim Harrison Worth Poor Indication Potential Resources

Good God, the man is dumber than Tink's dildo... By Kim Harrison God Tink Good Dildo Man

Damn it all to Disneyland! Where's crap for brains? By Kim Harrison Disneyland Damn Brains Crap

Ivy, however, just wanted to get in David's pants. By Kim Harrison Ivy David Pants Wanted

Algaliarept varied its shape, sifting through my mind without me even knowing to choose what scared me the most. Once it had been Ivy. Then Kisten - until I had pinned him in an elevator in a foolish moment of vampire-induced passion. It's hard to be scared of someone after you've French-kissed him. By Kim Harrison Algaliarept Shape Sifting Ivy Varied

I didn't kill Francis," I said. "He managed that all by himself. And Lee was dragged off by a demon he summoned. Nick went over a bridge." Mrs. Sarong's smile widened, and she patted my hand again. "Very well done on the last one," she said, glancing at her daughter. "Leaving an old boyfriend to clutter future relationships is investing in trouble. By Kim Harrison Francis Kill Lee Leaving Sarong

Trent's expression became empty, and I pulled away, hating myself."Please don't close up," I begged, but his hands had fallen away, and I took them in my own. "Talk to me. By Kim Harrison Trent Empty Hating Myself Begged

I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're perfect for each other! You irritate people, and he smooths things out. You have good mojo, and he only thinks he does. You're broke, and he's rich. You've got those weird feet of yours, and he's got them cute ears. By Kim Harrison Perfect People Irritate Smooths Things

Wait until the sun sets tonight, and if we are both here to see it, then my heart will break knowing you are safe and yet not to be mine. If you are gone, then my heart will break knowing that God has taken you home ... Gordian Pierce By Kim Harrison Heart Break Wait Tonight Mine

Jenks, you can fly me up the rest of the way to Trent, and then pow! I give Trent his statue." "Pow, you'll be naked!" Jenks exclaimed.(Rachel and Jenks) By Kim Harrison Trent Pow Jenks Fly Rest

He cupped my jaw with his hand. It was warm, and I didn't pull away. "And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love, that trust." His faultless blue eyes never blinked, and I held my breath. "It can be beautiful, Rachel, when there is trust and love. No one is bound. No one loses his or her will. No one becomes less. Both become more than they can be alone. But it is so rare, so beautiful when it happens. By Kim Harrison Love Hand Cupped Jaw Rachel

Pierce jerked his hand from Trent and pushed himself straight. "Kalamack Industries," he said, expression twisted as he wiped his hand on his pants. "I knew your father.""I do not freaking believe this," I said, shifting to stand where I could see both of them.Al beamed. "Amazing who you can meet in an elevator. By Kim Harrison Trent Pierce Straight Hand Jerked

I swallowed and pushed my plate away. There were no more strawberries, and I was full. "Have you heard it?" I asked, settling back in my chair with my coffee. "I've heard it." Leaving a shallow wedge of waffle uneaten, Trent set his fork down and pushed it symbolically away. His hands went to his tea and he leaned back in his chair. I went to take a sip of coffee, freezing as I realized Trent had mirrored both my posture and my motion. Oh, crap. He likes me. Mirroring motions was classic in the body language of attraction. By Kim Harrison Swallowed Plate Trent Pushed Coffee

That night had been the first time I'd felt alive, the adrenaline and endorphins making my body, still recovering from disease, feel ... normal. It was then that I realized I'd risk anything to feel that way all the time - and most days, I did. By Kim Harrison Normal Alive Body Disease Time

My impulse to pull away vanished. As I stood there, my shoulders became damp. I searched his expression, too jaded to believe in white knights. Happy endings were never handed out. You had to fight for them, earn them with bruised hearts and sacrifices. And I just couldn't do it right now. It hurt too much when it fell apart. "Don't make me promises", I whispered, and the earnest glow in his eyes tarnished. By Kim Harrison Vanished Impulse Pull Damp Stood

I reached to push my hair out of my eyes, finding someone had tied a knot it in. My face screwed up in anger as I realized it was a HAPA knot. Real funny. By Kim Harrison Eyes Finding Knot Reached Push

The memory of him tracing the lines of my face filled me. I remembered the touch of his sensitive fingers, following my jawline, running down my neck to follow the curves of my body. I remembered his warmth, his laughter, and his eyes sparkling when I twisted a phrase to mean something entirely new and naughty. I remembered the way he made me feel needed, appreciated for who and what I was, never having to apologize for it, and the contentment I found in sharing ourselves. We'd been happy together. It had been great. By Kim Harrison Remembered Memory Tracing Lines Face

The warm dampness of her breath made me shiver at the mix of the familiar and the unknown, with a soft exhalation she shifted her head and her lips found my collarbone, teasingly shy of my old scar. Tendrils pulsed in time with my heart, building on the ones before to an unseen height. By Kim Harrison Unknown Collarbone Teasingly Scar Warm

If he betrays you, I will finish what I started with his fingers," he said, and I shivered. "Tell him that. By Kim Harrison Fingers Shivered Betrays Finish Started

I asked, looking at the jukebox, now totally out of place, like a British police call box on the deck of the Titanic. By Kim Harrison Titanic British Asked Jukebox Place

Maybe he'll go away if we don't answer," I said, and Jenks rose - sixty feet in a mere second. In another second, he dropped back down."He's coming around back," he said, his gold dust looking black through my sunglasses.Damn it back to the Turn. "Pix the sucker," I said, then waved my hand in negation when Jumoke clearly thought I was serious. The small pixy looked about six, and he took everything literally.[ ... ]"Let him come back," I finally said. "If this is about that paper of his, he can suck my toes and die. By Kim Harrison Jenks Back Answer Rose Sixty

Newt turned back to me, her eyes black as the sun slipped away. From the slump of broken castle, a rock fell. "We exist in a zoo," she said, chilling me. "You know that, yes? I hope our funding doesn't run out. I'd give anything for a better enclosure, one that at least hides the bars. By Kim Harrison Newt Turned Back Eyes Black

Treat people with understanding when you can, and fake it when you can'tuntil you do understand. By Kim Harrison Treat Understand People Understanding Fake

If they could swing it, most parents visited during meals to try to make their child's hospital room into a piece of the familiar by eating with them, and the kids - without exception - were too kind to tell them it only made home look that much farther away. By Kim Harrison Kids Exception Swing Parents Visited

With a little cry, I slid my hand behind his neck and pulled him to me for a real kiss. The assembled people cheered, and I closed my eyes as the sound of pixy wings wreathed us. Give up? Leave? echoed in my thoughts as his lips met mine, holding both a promise and a desire. Never, I answered myself as we parted and, hands still connected, turned to those who meant most to us and were welcomed in between the pixy dust and the blue butterflies. THE BEGINNING By Kim Harrison Cry Kiss Slid Neck Pulled

She thought I could find a way to save her soul when she died and became an undead. Right now, I was just looking to find the rent money. I'd get to my roommate's soul later. By Kim Harrison Undead Find Thought Save Died

That's all kids want to know - that you love them. By Kim Harrison Kids Love

Ku'Sox was indeed a demon. In. The. Sun. I needed answers, but I wanted them from Al, not ... Cute Socks here. By Kim Harrison Kusox Demon Sun Socks Answers

People die, Rachel," Ceri said, her cheeks flushing. "Not if I can help it," I snapped. "And not of a broken heart. If you could, I'd be dead already. By Kim Harrison Rachel Ceri People Die Flushing

This is about Ku'Sox, isn't it," I said, more of a statement than a question. He made a sighing groan, and I knew it was. "Then you've met," he said, his thoughts clearly on the day-walking demon. "Funny, you don't look dead." His hand touched my chin, shifting it so he could see where I'd been pixed, the blisters itchy and red. "I'm surprised you survived the little designer dump. I nearly didn't. By Kim Harrison Kusox Question Statement Funny Groan

Breaking rules isn't bad when what you're doing is more important than the rule itself By Kim Harrison Breaking Bad Important Rules Rule

Trent was positively smug. Showing me his back, he rifled through a rack of earth charms and watched his hair shift color. "And whereas I might otherwise object - " "Bairn did the investigation on your parents' deaths," I interrupted, thoughts scrambling. "And my dad's." Bairn is supposed to be dead. Why is he across the road pretending to be a kind old man named Keasley? And how did Trent know who he was? His hair now an authoritative gray, Trent frowned. "And whereas I might otherwise object," he tried again, "Quen assures me that between Bairn and two pixies - " "Two!" I blurted. "Jih took a husband?""Damn it, Rachel, will you shut up! By Kim Harrison Bairn Trent Smug Positively Object

I may be a pawn," I said as I locked my shaking knees. "But I've been to the other side and survived the trip back and can move like a queen." Pixy dust sifted over us, and my skin burned. "Don't piss me off. By Kim Harrison Pawn Knees Locked Shaking Queen

His hands grabbed my shoulders firmly and yanked me across the few feet that separated us. "Trent, you, mmmph," I managed to get out as he stole a kiss, a wild, wonderful, passionate kiss.His lips were heavy on mine, an erotic mix of demand and softness. My hands against his shoulders were set to push him back, but I couldn't, shocked at the sudden surge of desire that burst from my core, flaring through me like flash paper.Eyes closed, my back hit the counter.Emotion vibrated up through me. My hands clenched on him and my eyes opened. Heart thudding in my chest, I shoved him back and away. Oh God, it was a fabulous kiss. I could hardly think. By Kim Harrison Hands Back Trent Grabbed Firmly

And then there are those who relish the power they have over us." Kisten's lips thinned from a past anger, and he dropped his hands from me. "The clever ones who know that our need to be accepted and trusted runs so deep it can be crippling. Those who play upon that, knowing we will do almost anything for that invitation to take the blood we desperately crave. The ones who exalt in the hidden domination a lover can exert, feeling it elevates them to an almost godlike status. Those are the ones who want to be us, thinking it will make them powerful. And we use them, too, casting them aside with less regret than the sheep unless we grow to hate them, upon which we make them one of us in cruel restitution. By Kim Harrison Relish Power Make Kisten Anger

Hate is all that keeps us alive when love is gone. You're almost there. Not quite ready to let it go yet. By Kim Harrison Hate Alive Love Ready

Good God, I whispered, sitting on the van's cot and looking at my legs, horrified. They were hairy - not wolf hairy, but an I-couldn't-find-my-razor-the-last-six-months hairy. Utterly grossed out, I took a peek at my armpit, jerking away. Oh, that's just ... nasty. By Kim Harrison God Horrified Hairy Good Whispered

My blood rose, mixing with my lingering fear of the unknown to drive her to a fever pitch. Her lips touched my lower neck and vertigo spun the room, burning tracings of desire to settle deep and low in me. I exhaled into the promise of more to come, calling it to me. I breathed it in like smoke, the rising passion starting a feeling of abandonment inside. I didn't care anymore if it was right or wrong. It just was. By Kim Harrison Rose Mixing Pitch Blood Lingering

Edden called the church first," she said by way of greeting, her thin eyebrows high as she spotted Ford's arm linked in mine. "Hi, Ford." The man reddened at the lilt she'd put in her last words, but I wouldn't let him take his arm back. I liked being needed. "He's having trouble with the background emotion," I said. "And he'd rather be abused by yours?" Nice.(Ivy, Rachel and Ford) By Kim Harrison Ford Edden Greeting Mine Called

He sighed. "You want to live in your church, going about your life as if you're like everyone else.""So?""You aren't. And because of that, someday you're probably going to find yourself in a position where your choices will have an impact far beyond what you see right now. And when that happens, I want you to remember what it's like to ride through the woods on horseback under a night sky with no moon and nothing stronger than you are. I want you to know so you will fight for it. So that my children will know of it. You have to keep the demons where they are, Rachel. No one else can do it. You won't fight for us unless you know. Let me show you what you're fighting for. By Kim Harrison Sighed Fight Rachel Church Else

Rache! Glad you're ... Tink loves a duck!" he said, wings clattering. "It stinks of sex in here. God, woman. I leave you alone for one night, and you're humping the ghost." - Jenks to Rachel By Kim Harrison Rache Glad Jenks Rachel God

You are pathetic, Rache," Jenks said, and my eyes darted to the top of the rack and I saw him standing there, hands on his hips and frowning at me, his wings a silver blur. "Rachel and Trent, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. No wait, it was a hospital room, and he had his hands on your ass and you had your tongue down his throat. I can see why you might be confused. By Kim Harrison Rache Jenks Pathetic Blur Hands

I like the second better, but the first fits with the vampire watching what she can't have." I blinked. "What he can't have," I amended, flushing. By Kim Harrison Fits Vampire Watching Flushing Blinked

Did I ever tell you about the time I was working for the I.S. to help feed my family? Matalina had just had another set of quads and things were looking ugly. I had to take a job for hazard pay to babysit this witch no one else would touch. - Jenks By Kim Harrison Family Time Working Feed Jenks

Uh ... ," Ivy stammered, and I glanced up to see her eyes wide in consideration."I'm kidding," I said. "It passed the lethal-amulet test, remember?""Not that. You keep it in your underwear drawer?"I hesitated, wondering why I was embarrassed. "Well, where do you put your elven magic?" I asked. By Kim Harrison Ivy Stammered Consideration Kidding Remember

Ceri," I said softly. "Why didn't you tell me?" Her vivid green eyes met mine. "I thought you'd be angry," she said with desperate worry. "Rachel, it's the only way I can get rid of it." My lips parted. "You don't want it?"Ceri's expression blanked. She stared wonderingly at me for a moment. "What are we talking about?" she asked cautiously. "Your baby!" Her mouth dropped open and she flushed scarlet. By Kim Harrison Softly Ceri Rachel Mine Angry

Falling in love was the easiest thing in the world to do. Why was it always so hard for me to survive it? By Kim Harrison Falling Love Easiest Thing World

Death and blood didn't turn on a vampire. Fear and the chance to take blood did. There was a difference. By Kim Harrison Death Vampire Blood Turn Fear

God, how did I get to this place where my friends sell themselves to keep me alive? By Kim Harrison God Alive Place Friends Sell

The mistakes don't matter. It's what you do when you mess up that does. By Kim Harrison Matter Mistakes Mess

It takes an incredibly strong person to walk away from someone they love," Jenks said, holding up two fingers as if making a list. "Especially knowing they will do something asinine, like shopping when their blood count is so low they ought to be in the hospital. You should give her credit for respecting you like that. By Kim Harrison Jenks Love Holding List Incredibly

Keep your vampire mitts off me. I'm not your friggin' blood toy. By Kim Harrison Vampire Mitts Friggin Blood Toy

The car was full of unhappy people heading west. It was the Great American Family Road Trip, all right. Whaaa-hoo! By Kim Harrison West Trip Car Full Unhappy

Have any of your clients died?" Ford asked. "Someone you were trying to help?" "Brett," Jenks said. "Peter?" I blurted out. But the amulet went a negative gray. "Nick," Jenks said nastily, and the color on the metal disk became a violent shade of purple. Ford blinked, trying to divorce himself from the hate. "I'd say no," he whispered. By Kim Harrison Jenks Died Clients Brett Ford

You've never been the safe, nice girl next door, despite everything you do to be that person. That's why you joined the I.S., and even there you didn't fit in, because, knowing it or not, you were a possible threat to everyone around you. People sense it on some level. I see it all the time. The dangerous are attracted by the lure of an equal, and the weak are afraid. Then they avoid you, or go out of their way to make your life miserable so you'll leave and they can continue deluding themselves that they're safe. ( ... ) You got off on the risk. By Kim Harrison Nice Door Person Girl Safe

Her elf is going to do just that," he said, the red glow of the ever-after sun turning his hair auburn, almost as red as mine. "I did not work this hard at getting her to accept who she is to let you take your spoiled brat of a little-boy temper tantrum out on her. She stays on my side of the lines. By Kim Harrison Red Auburn Mine Elf Glow

We all watched Al open the door. Turning, he waved to us, then passed the threshold. The door shut behind him. I waited for something to happen. Nothing did. "This isn't good," Quen said. I choked back my burst of laughter, knowing it would come out sounding hysterical. By Kim Harrison Door Watched Open Turning Quen

God, it stinks," I said, hand over my nose as he pulled me into a long step. Al strode forward, head high. "It's the stench of bureaucracy, my itchy-witch, and why I chose to go into human resources when but a wee lad. By Kim Harrison God Stinks Hand Step Nose

And what's important to you?" I asked.Marshal thought while we maneuvered around Darth Vader, who was struggling to keep from hitting the wall with his helmet blocking his vision. "Success at work. Having fun doing it. Caring for someone and supporting their interests because you like to see them happy. Having them care about and support yours simply because they want to see you happy. By Kim Harrison Important Vader Happy Darth Success

Bug?" Jenks shouted, incensed. "You sack of sweat stink. I've got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you're better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? By Kim Harrison Bug Incensed Jenks Shouted Stink

Bug? You sack of sweat stink. I've got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you're better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? Call me a bug! Rachel, let me do him now. By Kim Harrison Bug Stink Sack Sweat Rachel

With a gentle pressure, our lips met. His hands slipped more firmly about me, and I held myself back, not afraid, but wanting to feel everything slowly as I leaned in, tasting the wine on him, feeling the warmth of his body pressing into mine, breathing in our scents that were mingling and changing with the warmth. My hands rose to find his hair, and I relaxed into him as the silky strands brushed through my fingers. I wanted more, and I leaned into him as our lips moved against each other. By Kim Harrison Pressure Met Gentle Warmth Lips

My breath slipped from me, almost a groan. Trent Kalamack. The obscenely successful, smiling businessman, ruthless bio- and street-drug lord, elf in hiding, and pain-in-my-ass-extraordinaire Trent Kalamack. Right on schedule. Why is it you show up only when I need money? By Kim Harrison Kalamack Trent Groan Breath Slipped

Without warning he had become witness to something that stretched back through the eons, ties both elastic and enduring, surpassing death, surpassing life. She was his child. It was as simple as that and that complex. By Kim Harrison Surpassing Eons Ties Enduring Death

Holy dust," I murmured, looking for it among the clutter. Jenks's wings hummed and he dropped to hover over the envelope that I'd gathered from the slats under my bed, the only place the pixies didn't clean. It was on sanctified ground, so I figured it was holy enough. And God knew my bed hadn't seen any action lately. By Kim Harrison Dust Murmured Clutter Holy Bed

He's going to hurt you," Al said, looking at Pierce. "I can take care of you, teach you to survive. Be there for you, even if you do hate me." I shivered. "I don't want him," I said, and Al turned away, seeming smaller somehow. By Kim Harrison Pierce Hurt Teach Survive Care

Glenn ... I wasn't expecting this. He's not after my blood, and we like the same stuff." From the rearview mirror, Jenks snickered. "Guns, violence, crime scene photos, leather, sex, and women. Yeah, I can see that."(Ivy and Jenks) By Kim Harrison Glenn Jenks Guns Ivy Violence

From the back came an unearthly, satisfied chuckle. All I could see in the rearview mirror was a dark shadow with red goat-slitted eyes. Fear slithered through me.Shit, I have a demon in my backseat. What in hell am I playing with?"Good witch," Al said, his voice coming from nothing, and I stifled a shudder. "You're starting to understand. By Kim Harrison Unearthly Satisfied Chuckle Back Good

Trust your judgment, baby witch. No one else's. You've got good instincts for someone flakier than my mum's pie crust. (Leprechaun to Rachel) By Kim Harrison Trust Judgment Baby Witch Leprechaun

I'm not going anywhere with you, you little shoemaker, I said (Rachel to Trent) By Kim Harrison Rachel Trent Shoemaker

Come work for me, and I'll tell you."My eyes went to his. "You are a thief, a cheat, a murderer, and a not-nice man," I said calmly. "I don't like you."He shrugged, the motion making him look utterly harmless. "I'm not a thief," he said. "And I don't mind manipulating you into working for me when I need it." He smiled, showing me perfect teeth. "I enjoy it, actually. By Kim Harrison You Thief Work Eyes Cheat

Ford put a hand to his head. "Back up. Back up!" he cried. "You're too close." Heart pounding, I looked at the eight feet between us and pressed into the fridge. "I think he meant for the ghost to back up," Jenks said dryly. By Kim Harrison Back Ford Head Put Hand

Welcome home, Rachel mariana Morgan, he said, his goat-slitted eyes holding a new, dangerous light. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. By Kim Harrison Rachel Morgan Home Dangerous Light

And L-M-N-O-P is not one letter, but five. It took me forever to figure that out. By Kim Harrison Letter Forever Figure

I told you, computers are like women. If you shout at them or ask them to do too many things at once, they shut down and you won't even get a sniff pg. 4 By Kim Harrison Computers Women Told Shout Things

She's a wolf. Get it right, crap for brains. Tink's knickers, you have got to be the stupidest lunker I've ever lit on. By Kim Harrison Wolf Crap Brains Tink Knickers

Face it, you stupid little cookie maker," Jenks said, almost sounding fond, "in the last couple of days you've seen what it's like to be in a family, with all the touchy tempers and irritation that goes on. Now you get to see the other side, where we do stupid stuff for each other just because we like you. Rache is the little sister. Ivy's the big sister. I'm the uncle from out of state, and you're the rich nephew no one likes but we put up with you anyway because we feel sorry for you. Just let me help, huh? It won't kill you. By Kim Harrison Jenks Stupid Face Maker Fond

What was in the trunk?" I asked, and my eyes widened when he opened his coat and let me glimpse a big-ass rifle."I know these people," he said, his expression going hard. "We handle their insurance. By Kim Harrison Trunk Asked Rifle People Hard

What a slug's ass. If he doesn't go to the hospital and die on paper, then we have a dead vamp to explain and will be brought up on insurance fraud. Rache, I'm too pretty to go to jail! By Kim Harrison Ass Slug Rache Paper Fraud

How? By squishing me to death? I wheezed, and then my eyes widened as Al's mouth covered mine, savage and demanding. The stink of demons assaulted me, hard and fast. A thread of ley line spilled into me from him, diving to my groin and flashing into heat. It could have been ecstasy, but I was too angry. His body was heavy on mine, and his leg forced its way between my knees. By Kim Harrison Mine Death Squishing Wheezed Savage

As my hand found his, bitter salt tears spilled from my eyes, in sorrow and pain and regret that I had so utterly failed him. By Kim Harrison Bitter Eyes Hand Found Salt

You had this all planned, didn't you?' I accused. 'Thought you could come in here and seduce me like you do everyone else?' It wasn't as if I could be angry, lying atop him as I was, but I tried. By Kim Harrison Planned Thought Accused Angry Lying

You weak-willed, jealous sack of vampire spit. By Kim Harrison Weakwilled Jealous Spit Sack Vampire

I was with a six-foot-four, athletic, angsty young man dressed in casual linen pants and matching fawn-colored shirt. Under it was a skintight two-piece suit of silk and spandex that had set us back a couple hundred dollars, but after seeing him in it, my head bobbed and my card came out. By Kim Harrison Athletic Angsty Shirt Young Man

But she can't stay here. The woman needs normal, and Rachel? We aren't it. By Kim Harrison Rachel Stay Normal Woman

Arms wrapped around me, I looked over the past boxed up and piled haphazardly about, like memories in a person's brain. It was only a matter of knowing where a thought was and dusting it off. By Kim Harrison Arms Brain Wrapped Looked Past

Jenks: I can't even pix anyone. I sweat now instead of dusting, did you know that? I've got water coming off me instead of dust. What the hell can I do with sweat? Rub up against someone and make them puke in disgust? I've seen you sweat, and it's not pretty. I don't even want to think about sex, two sweaty bodies pressed against each other like that? Disgusting. Talk about birth control - it's no wonder you only have a handful of kids. By Kim Harrison Jenks Sweat Pix Dusting Dust

I was cold, hungry, and in a hole in the ground. But at least I had my elven porn, damnit! By Kim Harrison Hungry Cold Ground Damnit Hole

You need me, just whistle," he said as he arranged his ball cap over his eyes against the sun leaking through the frost-emptied branches. "You're not coming?" Lifting the brim of his cap, he eyed me, "You want me to?" he asked blandly. "Not really, no." He dropped the brim and laced his hands over his middle. "Then why are you bitching? It's a crime scene, not a grocery store. By Kim Harrison Whistle Branches Arranged Ball Eyes

Go to sleep, baby, Mama will sing. Of blue butterflies, and dragonfly wings. Moonlight and sunbeams, raiment so fine. Silver and gold, for baby of mine. Go to sleep, baby. Sister will tell, of wolves and of lambs, and demons who fell. By Kim Harrison Mama Sing Sleep Baby Butterflies

He's my bodyguard," I said tightly. "You know that. I don't trust you. I should walk away from this, but I'm here, and I'm going to take a look. He stays. Got a problem, take it up with my mom. By Kim Harrison Bodyguard Tightly Trust Stays Problem

My pulse slowed, and as Jenks charmed the ladies behind the counter into flustered goo, I tried to look cool and professional among the plastic toys and paper hats. It wasn't going to happen, so I tried for dangerous. I think I managed cranky ... By Kim Harrison Jenks Slowed Goo Hats Pulse

My coffee was steaming, and I hunched over it while I watched the demon. His long fingers were interlaced about the white soup-bowl mug as if relishing its warmth, and though I couldn't tell for sure because of the sunglasses, I think his eyes closed as he took the first sip. A look of bliss so deep it couldn't have been faked slipped over him, easing his features and turning him into a vision of relaxed pleasure. By Kim Harrison Steaming Demon Coffee Hunched Watched

She just threatened to throw the next man who shoots at you out the window. Megan is awake. She offered to help. God, Trent, what is it with you and women? By Kim Harrison Window Trent Threatened Throw Man

by Rebecca 0 minutes ago" Tink's titties!" Jenks from any of Kim Harrison's books on The Hollows. (aka Cincinnati,OH) reply | edit | delete | flag * By Kim Harrison Rebecca Tink Minutes Ago Titties

Teaching an adolescent pixy and teenage gargoyle how to make explosives might not be such a good idea. But hell, he'd learned when he was five. By Kim Harrison Teaching Idea Adolescent Pixy Teenage

It stinks of trains and that chili with the chocolate in it. Ooooh, books! he exclaimed suddenly, making a beeline for the small library. (Al) By Kim Harrison Ooooh Books Stinks Trains Chili

I'd give anything if you'd kiss me." I said. "I mean," I said when he tilted his head to look at me, his eyes wide in shock, "I've kissed guys before. It's like a handshake these days," I lied, just wanting to know what his lips on mind would feel like. "Almost required if you're leaving. By Kim Harrison Give Kiss Shock Days Lied

What are you doing now?" Al questioned "Seeing if your circumcision is gone? It is.My expression went blank, and Trent hesitated.He looked at me, and I put a hand to my mouth, face flaming. "Oh. My. God. Trent. I'm sorry""Um" Trent said, clearly at a loss."Call me tomorrow," Al said seriously, "I've got a curse that will take care of that. Unless you like the snake in a turtleneck look By Kim Harrison Trent Call Questioned God Circumcision

Witches married outside their species all the time, especially before the Turn. There were perfectly acceptable options: adoption, artificial insemination, borrowing your best friend's boyfriend for a night. Issues of what was morally right and wrong tended not to matter when you found yourself in love with a man you couldn't tell you weren't human. It sort of went with the whole hiding-among-humans-for-the-last-five-thousand-years thing. By Kim Harrison Turn Witches Time Married Species

Using your feminine wiles to lead my familiar astray. If all you want is dangerous sex, I can give that to you better than he can, and I won't break your heart afterward. - Al to Rachel By Kim Harrison Astray Feminine Wiles Lead Familiar

My God, woman. Your aura is glowing. Just admit you like him, bump uglies, and get on with your life! By Kim Harrison Woman God Glowing Bump Uglies

Shove it up your ass and make a breath mint out of it! By Kim Harrison Shove Ass Make Breath Mint

I'll always be here," he said softly. "You can never fill my need, never drive me away, no matter how much you give me. The good or the bad. I'll always be hungry for emotion, always and forever, and I can feel you hurting. I can turn it to joy. If you'll let me. By Kim Harrison Softly Fill Drive Matter Give

My eyes narrowed. He wanted me to lie for him? Minias leaned so close to the barrier of ever-after that it buzzed a harsh warning. "If you don't, I'll give the public what they expect." His eyes went to the people clustered at the window. "Proof that you deal in demons ought to do wonders for your ... sterling reputation." Mmmm. There is that. By Kim Harrison Narrowed Eyes Proof Wanted Lie

You have the right to remain silent, but I doubt you will. You have the right to an attorney, which I imagine Quen will be calling soon. If you can't afford one, hell has frozen over and I'm the princess of Oz, but in that case, one will be appointed to you. You understand your rights that the entire congregation of Cincy's finest has heard me recite? By Kim Harrison Silent Remain Doubt Quen Attorney

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. By Kim Harrison Boys Wendy Powerful Sort Lost

Easy," Trent said when I stiffened, and he lifted my chin, reading the strain I'd lived with for the last few hours, the fear. "Why is it harder when those we love are in danger than when it's just us?" he whispered, and I blinked fast. I wasn't going to cry, damn it. I wasn't! By Kim Harrison Trent Easy Stiffened Chin Reading

Boots and leather jackets were strewn on her bed, and what looked like a new knife set. She'd taken a class last winter and was dying to try them out legally on someone. By Kim Harrison Boots Bed Set Leather Jackets

Plan B?' Ivy said. 'What is plan B?'Jenks reddened. 'Grab the fish and run like hell,' he muttered, and I almost giggled. By Kim Harrison Plan Jenks Grab Ivy Reddened

Double damn. I was a harlot. I was a freaking vampire hussy. By Kim Harrison Double Damn Harlot Hussy Freaking

A slow smile curved over my face, and I leaned down over him. "No," I said. "Wishes are lies. Tell me you're going to leave. Tell me you're not going to stay. Tell me that it's only for a while so I can enjoy today," I whispered in his ear, as if saying it louder would break me. "And when you go, don't think me cold when I don't cry. I can't cry anymore, Pierce. It hurts too much. By Kim Harrison Face Slow Smile Curved Leaned

Okay, you drive," she said. "I'll sit with m head hanging out of the window like a golden retriever. By Kim Harrison Drive Retriever Sit Head Hanging

It is not always what we do, Sa'han, but who we love that makes us who we are. Quen By Kim Harrison Sahan Love Makes Quen

I never considered I might make a career out of writing as I was going to school, so when I did turn my attentions that way, I was very ill prepared, having only what I read as a guide, and no formal training whatsoever. I credit that very ignorance with a great deal of my success. By Kim Harrison School Prepared Guide Whatsoever Considered

Two grande lattes, double espresso, Italian blend," he said to the clerk. "Light on the froth, extra cinnamon. Use whole milk. Not two percent or half-and-half. Put a shot of raspberry in one for my itchy witch here. By Kim Harrison Italian Lattes Double Espresso Blend

I gotta go," I wheezed. "This is shitty, you know? How do you live like this?" "Rachel!" he cried, but it was too late,(Rachel and Al) By Kim Harrison Rachel Wheezed Gotta Shitty Cried

I opine-I think you're a woman of your world,' he said from the far end of the couch. 'I would have a hard time seeing you pressed and powdered, dreading a life of servitude under the name of marriage. You'd die in that mold. I like you as you are, fiery and ill tempered. By Kim Harrison World Couch Opinei Woman End

He wanted that again, that feeling of standing with her against all odds and succeeding. He wanted it so bad, he was going to risk destroying everything he and his father had worked for. By Kim Harrison Succeeding Wanted Feeling Standing Odds

This trial of yours tomorrow," he said. "Odds are three to one that Pierce will betray you.""I thought you said he was going to kill me," I said, trying to be flip.A smile lifted his lips. "Odds are eleven percent there. But the bookies don't know that he lo-o-o-o-oves you," he mocked as he put the puff on the end of the toasting fork. "Stay here. Forget it all, and stay here with me. Let me spare you that. By Kim Harrison Odds Tomorrow Trial Stay Pierce

You call me your girl one more time and I'm going to turn your gonads into plums and make jam out of them. By Kim Harrison Call Girl Time Turn Gonads

Sure am glad I'm not royalty," I muttered. "I wouldn't want to have to bump uglies with someone I can't stand. On a regular basis. And no one else.""Ow!" I exclaimed, trying to yank my fingers from Trent but finding them caught. Then I colored, realizing what I'd said. "Oh ... sorry," I stammered, meaning it. "That was insensitive."Trent's frown turned into a sly smirk. "Bump uglies?" he said, eyes on the table behind me. "You are a font of gutter slang, Rachel. We must do this again. By Kim Harrison Royalty Muttered Glad Trent Bump

Just what I need. My own personal shoulder devil, wearing black and smelling like the Garden of Eden. By Kim Harrison Eden Garden Devil Wearing Personal

I'll go through my Christmas card list, Trent said, By Kim Harrison Trent Christmas List Card

But why allow someone to make a bad choice when a little information might engender a better one? It's hard to wake up and see the sun if the blinds are pulled. By Kim Harrison Make Bad Choice Information Engender

Hovering near panic, trying to focus but finding it hard to open my eyes. My heart was pounding. I couldn't get enough air, and I couldn't find the desire to push her away By Kim Harrison Hovering Panic Eyes Focus Finding

I pushed him away, catching Lee's awe that I was not only standing with a demon outside a circle, but that Al was treating me like an equal. Or maybe a favorite pet, I amended as Al caught me when I started to tilt. By Kim Harrison Lee Catching Circle Equal Pushed

The Uncommon Stupidity charge agents me be dropped."My shock at the "Honorably Ass-kisser" comment was pushed away by the thought of a law agents uncommon stupidity and wondered how we could get one. By Kim Harrison Uncommon Stupidity Honorably Asskisser Agents

You tried to slide his original curse back onto him?" Al said in wonder. "At the restaurant? And I stopped you? Sweet mother pus bucket!" he exclaimed, and I swear, dust sifted from the ceiling. "Rachel, we have to work on this communication thing. By Kim Harrison Slide Original Curse Back Rachel

I'm not going to pick her up and carry her screaming to the basement," Trent said. "It's a workday. Besides, she has a crutch." "Crutch or no, she's hurt!" Ceri protested. "I mean," Trent said intently, "she can hit me with it if I do something she doesn't like. By Kim Harrison Trent Basement Pick Carry Screaming

You need to be clever to best him. Are you clever, Rachel?"Oh God. She wants to know if I'm clever. I glanced at Al, and he stared at me, then shrugged. Licking my lips, I said, "It's the shiny pot that puts a hole in the sky."Al's mouth dropped open, but Newt thought about it, her expression thoughtful and her fingers finally leaving her knife. "Very true," she said as she eased back into the cushions.With a soft click of his teeth, Al's mouth shut. His eyes were cross, and he seemed peeved that I'd found a way to satisfy her without compromising myself at all. By Kim Harrison Clever Rachel God Mouth Newt

Jenks made a face as he levered himself up on the sill. Much as I enjoy this horrific outpouring of estrogen, I'm going to go say good-bye to my wife. Let me know when you're ready. I'll be in the garden - probably next to the stink weed. By Kim Harrison Jenks Sill Made Face Levered

I'm your worst nightmare come to walk this side of the lines. I'm an elf, Trent something you're forgotten how to be. You're scared of black magic. I can see fear shimmering under your aura like sweat. I live and breathe black magic. I'm so tainted with it that I will use it without thought, without guilt and without hesitation. By Kim Harrison Lines Magic Worst Nightmare Walk

Ready, Rachel? I'd like your opinion on the lab that was broken into." His eyes flicked past us to the closed nursery door before coming back to us, his smile fading as he noticed Ceri's tension. I was such a coward. "You want me to look at a crime scene? That's a switch," I said By Kim Harrison Rachel Ready Ceri Tension Opinion

(Al to Pierce) "You will make sure that nasty demon Ku'Sox doesn't kill her," Al said conversational y. "Understand? You're angry, but you still like her, yes? Want to have wild demon sex with her even if she ruined your attempt to kill me? Keep her alive, and you might get some. Eh? Eh? You'd like that, mmmm? By Kim Harrison Pierce Understand Make Nasty Kusox

His mind seemed to expand as time became malleable, and with a sudden pop he could almost feel the world reset with a crystalline clarity of lost chances. By Kim Harrison Malleable Chances Mind Expand Time

Let my office know when you change your mind," he said, then headed for the door, jerking to a stop when Ivy didn't get out of his way. "Let us know when cherry lollypops come out your ass," Jenks said, By Kim Harrison Ivy Mind Door Jerking Office

Behind the fury, he was tired. He was tired of being hauled around and shoved into a little room. He was tired of trying for me and failing. And to have Minias know it, to be carted off under his leash ... It was almost insulting. Maybe, if I gave Al a night of peace to lick his wounds and his pride, he would grant that same courtesy to me? By Kim Harrison Tired Fury Minias Room Hauled

Don't you listen to them, Rexy," I cooed, and the cat sniffed my nose. "Rachel is a smart girl. She's not going to go out with a ghost no matter how sexy he is. She knows better. Jenkskie wenskie can just get bent." I beamed at Jenks, and he made an ugly face. "Rache, put my cat down before you mess with her kitty brain. By Kim Harrison Rexy Cooed Nose Rachel Listen

His attitude, though always bad, has changed since he helped me prep the Pandora charm for Morgan. He thinks I'm falling for her, as ridiculous as that sounds, and he might be tempted to take matters into his hands. By Kim Harrison Morgan Pandora Attitude Bad Changed

Rachel," came a raspy voice from the upper level, and both Trent and I turned. It was Quen, wrapped in a blanket as if it was a death shroud, the black-haired intern at his side, supporting him. His hair was plastered to his skull with sweat, and I could see him wavering as he stood there. "Don't touch Trenton," he said, his gravelly voice clear in the hush, "or I'm going to have to come down there ... and smack you around. By Kim Harrison Trent Rachel Level Turned Raspy

I smiled at David, even as I shoved at him to give me more room. I hadn't been pleased last night when he'd insisted I wasn't to be left alone, but you don't argue with two hundered pounds of wolfyou make room. By Kim Harrison David Room Smiled Shoved Give

Two thousand miles, Rachel," he said tightly, and I guessed that no, it didn't violate the rules of whatever he was doing out here, because he sure wasn't out here keeping the coven from attacking me. "I have eaten nothing but slop for two days and used facilities I wouldn't let my dogs urinate in. And what about that couple in the RV outside Texas? I'll never get that memory out of my head." - Trent to Rachel By Kim Harrison Rachel Miles Tightly Thousand Guessed

I sighed. I hated the maze of bureaucracy with a passion, but I've found the best way to deal with it is to smile and act stupid. That way, no one gets confused. By Kim Harrison Sighed Passion Stupid Confused Hated

If you're somewhere new every day, you feel no accountability. You don't care who you hurt. You do what you want and damn the rest because you won't be there for the fallout. By Kim Harrison Day Accountability Feel Hurt Care

I smell pancakes," Al said as he jauntily smacked Pierce's hat back on the witch's head. "Did the runt make you breakfast?" Al said, leaning over the stove. "Quickest way to a woman's crotch is through her gullet, eh?" he said, leering at Pierce, who was now rinsing out the percolator. "Is it working? I'd be curious to know. I'd buy her a cake or something. By Kim Harrison Pancakes Head Pierce Smell Jauntily

Nina looked up, her eyes fixing on mine with such ferocity I could almost see the undead vampire in them. "There is something under here," she said, and I shivered."Yeah, we know, dirt nap," Jenks said."Rachel already told us. By Kim Harrison Yeah Nina Jenks Rachel Looked

He grinned. That's because pixies are ever-after. We're magic, baby. Just ask Matalina. By Kim Harrison Grinned Baby Matalina Everafter Magic

That's how pixies know we're in love," he said as he folded his dragonfly-like wings and wiggled out of his red jacket, wincing as something pulled. "If the girl has glow, she won't say no. By Kim Harrison Love Jacket Wincing Pulled Pixies

I snorted, pulling myself in and already knowing what Jenks thought pixies did first best. And it wasn't saving my ass like he told everyone. By Kim Harrison Jenks Snorted Pulling Knowing Thought

I could sit and watch nature documentaries with Jenks and the kids the rest of the night if I wanted. And trust me, watching a dozen pixies scream as a crocodile chomped on a zebra was something not to be missed. They invariably cheered for the crocodile, not the zebra. By Kim Harrison Jenks Wanted Sit Watch Nature

Demons are coming, Vivian. They're finding ways around the rules. The genetic checks and balances have been broken, and the demon genome is going to repair itself. We're going to become who we were. Maybe not this generation, maybe not the next, but when it happens, the witches can either be ready, or they can be pixies being eaten by giant birds. By Kim Harrison Vivian Coming Rules Demons Demon

There were no more choices, no more options, no more clever ways out of a tough situation. And the rush, I realized in a brutal wash of despair, is a false god I've chased my entire life. One that cost me everything in the blind search for sensation. My entire existence amounted to nothing. By Kim Harrison Choices Options Situation Clever Tough

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. By Kim Harrison Time Leave Mine Gaze Met

You don't have to have sex to find a feeling of closeness and understanding. Lord knows I feel that way about you. Use that to shackle your hunger. Isn't that what love is? By Kim Harrison Understanding Sex Find Feeling Closeness

I've got her okay." Jenks's angular face was pale, making him look as if he was going to pass out. "Jax, it's cold out. Get in Ms. Morgan's purse until we get to the motel." "Hell no!" Jax said, shocking me as he lit on my shoulder. "I'm not going to ride in no purse. I'll be fine with Rex. Tink's diaphragm, Dad. Where do you think I've been sleeping for the last four days?" "Tink's diaph - " Jenks sputtered. "Watch your mouth, young man." This was not happening. By Kim Harrison Jax Jenks Tink Purse Dad

grande latte, double espresso, Italian blend, light on the froth, heavy on the cinnamon, with a shot of raspberry? By Kim Harrison Italian Grande Latte Double Espresso

And yes, I came over here fully intending to seduce you." He lifted his head and whispered in my ear, "It's what I'm good at. Just like you're good at evading demons and kicking ass.""Kicking ass?" I questioned as he dropped his head back to the arm of the couch. His hand was exploring again, and I didn't want to move."Yeah," he said, and I jumped as he found a ticklish spot. "I like a woman who takes care of herself.""Not much of a white knight on a horse, huh?"He raised one eyebrow. "Oh, I could," he said. "But I'm a lazy son of a bitch. By Kim Harrison Fully Intending Seduce Kicking Good

Every person has a right to the small things, you see? The little happinesses. After all, those are the ones that make life most worth living. It's what we're fighting for. By Kim Harrison Things Person Small Happinesses Living

Just because I don't wear my heart on my sleeve - ""You don't even wear your heart in your chest, By Kim Harrison Sleeve Chest Wear Heart

I gestured my frustration. "I don't know. She's much better already. She wasn't talking half an hour ago.Look at her now."We all turned, finding Ceri sobbing quietly and drinking her tea in small reverent sips as the pixy girlshovered over her. Three were plating her long, fair hair and another was singing to her.Okay," I said as we turned back. "Bad example. By Kim Harrison Frustration Gestured Turned Bad Ceri

And while seeing Trent in his tighty-whities would make my decade, I'd found out long ago that I couldn't stay mad at a man wearing nothing but underwear. They looked so charmingly vulnerable. By Kim Harrison Trent Decade Underwear Tightywhities Make

Oh God. Jenks, you aren't a carton of milk with an expiration date. You look great - By Kim Harrison God Jenks Date Great Carton

Ah, Jenks? It's not a lake, it's a friggin' freshwater ocean. Did you see the size of the tanker going under the bridge when we came into town? The wake from it could tip us. I'm not canoeing it unless your name is Pocahontas. By Kim Harrison Jenks Pocahontas Lake Friggin Freshwater

Like the end of a picnic, all the weenies will be roasted. By Kim Harrison Picnic Roasted End Weenies

The tight sound of Jenks's wings prompted a flurry of motion, and I watched Bis jam the wad of paper into his mouth and Belle yank a hand of homemade cards from under her leg. Bis suddenly had a hand of cards, too - looking tiny in his craggy fist - and I rolled my eyes when he threw a card down on the pile as Jenks flew in. By Kim Harrison Belle Jenks Hand Bis Motion

Revenge is a tricky beast. Her claws face both ways. I don't mind a few more scars. They'll be unnoticed among the rest. By Kim Harrison Revenge Beast Tricky Scars Claws

No," he admitted, and my instincts sang out at his reluctance. "That's across the hall." Crutch swinging, I started for the door, almost pushing Quen out of my way. "Just over there, you say?" I said, By Kim Harrison Admitted Reluctance Instincts Sang Quen

It wasn't that the dark side was stronger, but that everything was the dark side. All magic was inherently wrong, and it was only us fooling ourselves that some of it was good, some of it was bad. Magic ... just was. By Kim Harrison Dark Side Stronger Magic Wrong

Why?" I said, taking the paper from him as Al smiled. "If it's not what I agreed to, I will burn Al's gonads off the first chance I get. Turn around. I need to use your back for a second.""Ah, hold on a tick," Al said, snapping his fingers again and catching the new paper drifting down. "How silly of me. This is the one. Here. By Kim Harrison Paper Taking Smiled Turn Agreed

Familiars were known for their loose tongues until you cut them out. It was a practice Algaliarept frowned upon. Most of his brethren were bloody plebians. Removing a familiar's tongue completely ruined the nuances of their pleas for mercy. By Kim Harrison Loose Cut Algaliarept Plebians Practice

Rachel knew what she was doing. And when she didn't, she could improvise on the fly, coming up with options that left a lot of collateral damage but usually only hurt herself, not the people around her. It was one of the things he would never admit that he admired about her. By Kim Harrison Rachel Knew Fly Coming Improvise

The quickest way to a woman's crotch is through her gullet. Can I make you a cake? Big Al to Pierce, then Rachel. By Kim Harrison Gullet Quickest Woman Crotch Pierce

Who's going to keep them from wiping us out species by species? Not me. We aren't prepared for a new demographic of magic-using humans who are sadistic, power hungry, don't like Inderlanders, and see genocide as an acceptable form of communication. By Kim Harrison Species Wiping Inderlanders Sadistic Power

I thought Trent should get over his pixy paranoia and admit he had an eerie attraction to them, like every other pure-blood elf I'd met. So he liked pixies. I liked double-crunch ice cream, but you didn't see me avoiding it in the grocery store. By Kim Harrison Trent Met Thought Pixy Paranoia

Avoiding me, Quen downed a swallow of wine. "Trent is a fine young man," he said, watching the remaining wine swirl."Yes ... " I drawled, cautiously. "If you can call a drug lord and outlawed-medicine manufacturer a fine young man. By Kim Harrison Quen Avoiding Man Wine Fine

You have such interesting thoughts. No wonder witches are ephemeral. You drive yourself crazy. You should simply do what you want without the soul-searching. It will be easier in the long run, Rachel Mariana Morgan. By Kim Harrison Thoughts Interesting Rachel Morgan Ephemeral

You are the devil to talk to, Rachel," he said curtly. "Will you shut up and listen? By Kim Harrison Rachel Curtly Devil Talk Listen

Hey," the other said, coming to life. "You're supposed to be in jail." Al grinned at him, his white-gloved grip tightening on the wooden handle, which was intricately carved in the shape of a naked, writhing woman. Nice. "And your momma wanted you to have a brain," he said, yanking the door open and slamming it into the guy's face. By Kim Harrison Hey Coming Life Jail Nice

On the far side of the human graves. Pink wings in the lowering moon as the earth slipped 'round her silver light. They reached our wall. Our lines were strung. We held our land. What's said is done. By Kim Harrison Graves Side Human Pink Slipped

I wanted it, then felt guilty for wanting water when my friends were going to kill each other. By Kim Harrison Wanted Felt Guilty Wanting Water

I tried to breathe, failing. I clutched her to me, tears slipping from under my closed eyes. It was as if her soul was liquid fire and I could feel her aura, swirling about mine. She was taking my aura. But I wanted to give it to her, to cat her in a small part of me and protect her. Her needs made her so fragile. By Kim Harrison Failing Breathe Aura Tears Eyes

Newt spun, making her robe unfurl. "He's my familiar, bought and paid for. I can claim anything of his. Even his life." Al cleared his throat nervously. "That's good to know," he said lightly. "Important safety tip. Rachel, write that down somewhere as lesson number one. By Kim Harrison Newt Spun Making Unfurl Robe

Oh, Trent and I go back a long way," I said lightly, twirling a curl of my hair about my finger and remembering its new shortness. "We met at camp as children. Sort of romantic when you think about it." I smiled at Trent's suddenly blank look. By Kim Harrison Lightly Twirling Shortness Trent Back

I plucked at my salt-stained shirt and tried to find an air of nonchalance as I prepared to introduce His Most Holy Pain in the Ass to Miss Elf Princess. By Kim Harrison Princess Holy Pain Ass Miss

It was starting to smell really good in here. And if I liked what it smelled like, then they were liking what they were smelling, and ah ... that would be me. By Kim Harrison Starting Smell Good Smelling Smelled

A devious spark lit through Al, making me smile. One way. It costs too much, he said. "There's no inflation in the ever-after, Al." Call it a recession then. One way. By Kim Harrison Making Smile Devious Spark Lit

It's going to be all right. You're going to be all right. She's going to leave. You don't have to worry about her again. I won't let any vampire hurt you. I can do this. I'll stay big, and make sure no one hurts you again. It'll be okay. I'll make sure you're safe. By Kim Harrison Make Leave Hurt Hurts Big

I opine you wouldn't know help if it smacked you in the face. Stubborn, bullheaded, wild fey thing of a woman. - Pierce By Kim Harrison Face Pierce Stubborn Bullheaded Opine

You think Ivy's a planner? She has nothing on a motivated elf with too much money. By Kim Harrison Ivy Planner Money Motivated Elf

Ivy had once said that sharing blood was a way to show deep affection, loyalty, and friendship. I felt that way about her, but what she wanted from me was so far from what I understood that I was afraid. She wanted to share with me something so complex and intangible that the shallow emotional vocabulary of human and witch didn't have the words or cultural background to define it. She was waiting for me to figure it out. And I lumped it all with sex because I didn't understand. By Kim Harrison Loyalty Ivy Affection Friendship Sharing

I thought of Al in his dream, looking nothing like this, more like an elegant bat. Broken? Perhaps, but I had put his butterfly back together with my blood. "I never liked the movie Titanic," I said, and he grunted, his gaze sharpening on me. "They both could have gotten on that damn door. By Kim Harrison Dream Bat Thought Elegant Broken

As the joke goes, you don't have to be faster than the wolf chasing you, just faster than everyone else running away. By Kim Harrison Faster Joke Wolf Chasing Running

And Trent," I said, watching Rex since Jenks was preoccupied with a flightless child. "Beloved city son and idiot billionaire goes and gets caught in the ever-after. Who has to bust her butt and make a deal with demons to get him back?" "The one who got him there?" Jenks said, and my eyes narrowed. By Kim Harrison Trent Rex Watching Child Preoccupied

She called it my purse of delight. By Kim Harrison Delight Called Purse

Typical" Kisten said, his eyes dramatically sad. "Try to do something nice for a person, cheer her up, and what do I get? Abused and robbed. By Kim Harrison Typical Kisten Sad Eyes Dramatically

People ask me what I do in my spare time, and I look at them blankly, truly believing that I don't even have spare time, and if I did, I'd probably use it for something mundane, like chipping away at the mound of laundry rising to dangerous proportions in the back room. By Kim Harrison Time Spare People Blankly Mundane

Shut up," I hissed. Ticked that he was taller than me, I stepped up onto a nearby coffee table. "I'm not in a cage anymore," I said, keeping enough presence of mind not to poke him in the chest with a finger. His face went startled, then cloric. "The only thing between your head and my foot becoming real close and personal right now is my questionable professionalism. And if you ever threaten me again, I'll slam you halfway across the room before you can say number-two pencil. Got it, you tall freak of nature? By Kim Harrison Shut Hissed Ticked Table Taller

You're big enough to bite now, mosquito, so shut up. By Kim Harrison Mosquito Big Bite Shut

Can we get back to how we're going to kill Nick? And what's this about a dead body? You'd better start talking quick, Ivy, 'cause I'm not going to play hide-and-seek with a dead guy in my trunk. I did that in college, and I'm not going to do it again." A smile quirked Ivy's mouth. "Really?" she asked, and I flushed. By Kim Harrison Nick Ivy Back Kill Dead

I sniffed, wiping my eyes. "Look at that," I muttered. "The bastardmade me cry."Jenks' wings made a cool spot on my neck. "Want me to pixy him?""No. But now I don't have the chance of a ghost's fart in a windstormto get that Pandora charm." That's not really what was bothering me,though. It was Trent. Why did I even care what he thought? By Kim Harrison Sniffed Wiping Eyes Jenks Muttered

I'll wait for you under the bluebells. I'll be there always. By Kim Harrison Bluebells Wait

I suddenly realized that a bunch of my friends needed babysitters and vowed to start screening my calls. By Kim Harrison Calls Suddenly Realized Bunch Friends

I like attics. They're as peaceful as God's church. Alone and apart, but a body can hear everything. The past stacked up like forgotten memories, but with a small effort, brought down and enjoyed again. By Kim Harrison Attics God Church Peaceful Memories

As I watched, another pizza went out, the car lurching into the street and speeding away with the quickness that told of a large engine. Pizza drivers have made good money since they successfully lobbied for hazard pay. By Kim Harrison Watched Engine Pizza Car Lurching

Rachel ... I can still smell me thick on you. You're like a big chocolate-chip cookie sitting all alone on an empty table. And when you get all agitated, it's as if you just came out of the oven, all warm and gooey. I haven't had a cookie in three years. Could you just calm down so you don't smell so damn good? By Kim Harrison Rachel Smell Cookie Thick Table

So much for playing nice.Tired, I let my eyes shut while they argued, hoping I didn't die in the interim and make the problem moot. I wasn't ever going to get my water. Ever. By Kim Harrison Nicetired Argued Hoping Moot Playing

Ivy turned. 'He bit you on the neck?' she said, deadpan serious but for her eyes. 'Oh, then it's got to be love. She won't let me bite her neck. By Kim Harrison Ivy Turned Neck Deadpan Eyes

Rachel, my itchy witch," Al said as he tugged the lace at his cuffs. "We've talked about this. You simply must stop collecting nasty little men. How many do you really need, love? By Kim Harrison Rachel Witch Cuffs Itchy Tugged

Life ended, a soul to save," Grace said mournfully. "Decisions age-old are made. Is it choice? Is it fate? Forgiveness or hate? When love is what all of us crave. By Kim Harrison Grace Life Ended Save Mournfully

I feel like run-over crap," I complained. "You look like run-over crap," Jenks said. "Drink your tea. By Kim Harrison Crap Runover Complained Jenks Feel

Hey!" I exclaimed, seeing the total. "They're charging me retail. Glenn!" I complained. "They can't do that." I shook it at him. "I shouldn't have to pay retail!" "What did you expect? You can keep that. It's your copy." I sat back in a huff and shoved it in my bag with my sticky scarf as he typed his slow, painful way through my report. "Where's this human compassion I keep hearing about?" "That's it, baby doll," he said, voice smoother than usual. He was laughing at me. By Kim Harrison Hey Retail Exclaimed Total Glenn

Money drives the world, but when everything falls apart to leave the underpinnings of our life bare to the scrutiny of critics and thieves, the only thing remaining, the only thing that can't be taken away, is the love you hold for the people you care about. By Kim Harrison Thing Money World Thieves Remaining

Knowledge is Power. Ignorance is Bliss. But curiosity - even if it had killed the cat - is king. By Kim Harrison Power Knowledge Bliss Ignorance Curiosity

Pierce truly was a black witch. He had tried to kill with magic. It didn't matter if the charm was white, black, or polka dotted with silver sparkles. By Kim Harrison Pierce Witch Black Magic White

Don't fall into the trap of having to have everything perfect to write or wait until the mood strikes you. If you want it as a job, treat it like a job, and just as you don't go to work only when you feel like it, you have to condition yourself to sit and write even when the ideas don't flow. By Kim Harrison Job Write Fall Trap Perfect

Will your dad freak if I kiss you good-bye? he asked. By Kim Harrison Goodbye Dad Freak Kiss Asked

The small gargoyle had gone entirely white to match the ceiling, and only the rims of his ears, his long clawlike nails, and a thick stripe down his whip-like tail were still gray. He was crawling along the ceiling like a bat, wings held to make sharp angles and claws extended. It just about broke my creepy meter. By Kim Harrison Ears Nails Gray Ceiling Small

Music moves society more than most people realize. In my opinion, it's a soft manipulator of influence and change. By Kim Harrison Music Realize Moves Society People

I glanced at the pain charms draped around my neck, thinking I looked like a drunken prostitute at Mardi Gras. By Kim Harrison Gras Mardi Neck Thinking Glanced

Again Al touched me, but this time, his hand was gentle on my shoulder. "And if you're not, it's Ku'Sox. He knows you're too protected here, and you're a threat to him. He's summoning you. He's summoning you to where I can't follow. He's going to try to kill you! By Kim Harrison Time Shoulder Touched Hand Gentle

Trent nodded, that same tight look about his jaw. "It would have worked except for one thing," he said, and Wayde looked up."What's that?" he asked blearily.Silent, Trent stared at me while my heart hammered, once, twice, three times. "She's got friends," he finally said. By Kim Harrison Trent Nodded Jaw Tight Wayde

Hello-o-o-o-o, Nick," I said, hitting thek hard. "You're the world's biggest jerk for what you did to Jax. You ever show your scrawny face in Cincinnati again, and I'm going to shove a broomstick up your ass and set it on fire. You got that? By Kim Harrison Nick Hitting Hard Thek Jax

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. By Kim Harrison Money Make Love Easier Find

Small steps could make large journeys, if admittedly very slow ones. By Kim Harrison Small Journeys Steps Make Large

Nick as in my former boyfriend Nick. Ex-rat, ex-boyfriend, ex-alive if I ever got hold of him Nick. By Kim Harrison Nick Boyfriend Exrat Exboyfriend Exalive

You can't forget anything," I said, watching the words vanish into nothing. "And even if you do, it always comes back to bitch-slap you in the morning. By Kim Harrison Watching Forget Words Vanish Morning

Married pixy, I told myself, forcing my eyes back to the shelf of ceramic animals. Fifty-four kids. Beautiful wife, sweet as sugar, who would kill me in my sleep while apologizing for it. By Kim Harrison Married Pixy Forcing Animals Told

Close your eyes. Take a breath. Count to three. Let it out. Count to four." "Shove it up your ass," he said, hunching into himself and starting to shake. "The last time you told me to close my eyes and count from ten, look what happened to me. By Kim Harrison Count Close Eyes Shove Breath

Hey, you freakin' bastard," I breathed. "You hit me again and I'll take care of your family planning. By Kim Harrison Hey Bastard Freakin Breathed Planning

Because for all the changes, some things were immutable truths: friendship transcends all barriers, understanding trumps fear, and great power can always be surmounted by determination. By Kim Harrison Truths Friendship Barriers Understanding Fear

He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing. By Kim Harrison Lucy Surrounded Grow Feeling

A demon was asking me what I wanted. My eyes flicked to Al, and he shrugged. "What do you want?" he said softly. By Kim Harrison Wanted Demon Shrugged Softly Eyes

The demon's eyes flicked to mine, his smile widening. "This is Nicholas Gregory Sparagmos's room," he said, and my breath caught. "Delightful, just delightful! What are you doing in Nicky's room, Rachel? Ooooh, he summoned you to the West Coast, didn't he? Did you kill him? Good for you for taking care of that little problem! I should give you a bunny. Where is he? Stuffed in a closet?" ~ Algaliarept, Black Magic Sanction, Kim Harrison By Kim Harrison Mine Widening Delightful Room Demon

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. By Kim Harrison Introverted Friends Close Group Care

Rachel, Rachel, Rachel," he said, very still and unmoving. "Always jumping to the wrong conclusion. You're like a frog, you know. By Kim Harrison Rachel Unmoving Conclusion Frog Jumping

Okay," Glenn said as he stood. "We need to get this back to the . . . ah, forensics lab. I want to know how long the body was stressed before she died.""An hour. That's all. Perhaps less." We all looked at Nina, and she shrugged, dust and rust marring her makeup like dried blood. "But by all means, do your scientific poking and prodding. She's suffered so much, what's one more indignity? By Kim Harrison Glenn Stood Nina Back Forensics

I'd said thank you. And apologized. It was more than I thought I'd ever do. "You're welcome," he said, his expression lost in the shadows. "I'll see what I can do about the no lying ... thing." And inclining his head, he vanished. By Kim Harrison Apologized Thing Shadows Thought Lying

Al was standing a bare three feet away, his mood almost jovial as he took the paper and it vanished in a wash of black sparkles. "Thank you, Rachel," he said, carefully reaching for my hand as Trent stiffened. "Welcome back, my itchy witch. By Kim Harrison Rachel Sparkles Standing Bare Feet

Three g's, and an r: Get in, get the info, get out, relocate. By Kim Harrison Relocate Info

I am black," she said, and a shudder rippled through me. "I am foul with a thousand years of demon curses. Don't cross me or I will bring you and your house down. Rachel is the only clean thing I have, and you won't sully her to further your high ideas. By Kim Harrison Black Shudder Rippled Curses Foul

'Dead Witch Walking' is basically a modern-day witch living in Cincinnati. By Kim Harrison Dead Walking Cincinnati Witch Basically

Your welcome means more to me, Ivy Alisha Tamwood, than a thousand souls. Watching Rachel work is a wonder of one catastrophe after another. By Kim Harrison Ivy Tamwood Alisha Souls Thousand

Uh, guys?" Jenks said, hovering at the window. "Fountain Square is on fire." "What?" I jumped to my feet and turned in one motion. Al rushed to the window, and we pressed our foreheads to the glass, looking down. By Kim Harrison Guys Window Fountain Square Jenks

Get your hand off me," I exclaimed, voice loud with misplaced anger as I yanked away from his grip. "I'm a professional, not some distraught girlfriend." Well, I was that too, but I knew how to act at a crime scene. By Kim Harrison Exclaimed Voice Grip Hand Loud

You need a new hobby, Rachel. Something other than nasty little men with visions of world domination. By Kim Harrison Rachel Hobby Domination Nasty Men

Did something happen to the sanctity of your church again?"My eye twitched. "Newt broke it so she could look in my closet." Again. By Kim Harrison Twitched Newt Happen Sanctity Church

Oh for the sweet humpin' love of Tink! ~ Jenks By Kim Harrison Tink Jenks Humpin Love Sweet

Jenks's gaze was even and calm, wise and even a bit sad. The wind ruffled his hair, and the sound of the pixies grew obvious. "No," he said. "I don't think you do." I glared, and he added, "I think it would kill you quicker than going to see Piscary wearing gothic lace. I think managing to find a blood balance with Ivy is going to be the only way you're going to survive. Besides ... " He grinned impishly. " ... no one but Ivy will put up with the things you need or the crap you dish out. By Kim Harrison Jenks Calm Wise Sad Gaze

Tighter than a straight man's butt cheeks in prison By Kim Harrison Tighter Prison Straight Man Butt

To the guy who finishes my sentences and gets my jokes. Even the lame ones. By Kim Harrison Jokes Guy Finishes Sentences Lame

If Jenks and she were to be believed, I structured my life to be as horrific as possible to have fun in bed, but having Ivy mad at me might be too much for even me right now. By Kim Harrison Jenks Ivy Believed Bed Structured

I'm telling you, Ivy, this is the best thing to happen to her since that boy band she liked got run over by a pack of migrating deer. Look how relaxed she is. Better than a spa day. By Kim Harrison Ivy Deer Telling Thing Happen

I'm giving you fair warning, Mr. Cormel. If you bespell Rachel, I'll open up your head for the sunshine to come in." - Jenks By Kim Harrison Cormel Warning Jenks Rachel Giving

Shot me twice. I want my name, or I'm going to start charging you a fee every time I field something for you. And it's going to be expensive. I'm Park Place. Bud-dy." His red, goat-slitted eyes squinted at me from over his smoked glasses. "You're more like Oriental Avenue right now, dove. What are you on? By Kim Harrison Shot Place Park Buddy Start

You try getting through the Hollows traffic with a stoned redhead hanging out the window shouting, 'I'm king of the world!' ~Lee By Kim Harrison Hollows Shouting World Lee Traffic

I've found that when I'm having trouble solidifying a character or a scene, that music will often free my subconscious just that last little bit to allow me to move forward, and often it's in a direction that I didn't expect, but is 100 percent true to the character. By Kim Harrison Character Scene Forward Expect Percent

I love the power of the musician who composes and performs. I envy their ability to put a nugget of truth in three minutes of sweat and emotional outpouring, colored entirely from their thoughts. By Kim Harrison Performs Love Power Musician Composes

No one wears buckles anymore, and I decided to get him some real boots next winter solstice.Some sexy guy boots. Yeah. By Kim Harrison Anymore Boots Yeah Wears Buckles

The zeal of the stupid in her, Chris began turning pages as if it were the winter solstice gift catalog, earmarking pages and cooing in delight at the new possibilities. By Kim Harrison Chris Pages Catalog Earmarking Possibilities

Setting my spiced cider down, I put my elbows on my knees and sighed. I loved the solstice, and not just for the food and parties. Cincinnati dropped all of its lights from midnight until sunrise, and it was the only time I ever saw the night sky as it was supposed to be. Anyone thieving during the blackout was dealt with hard, curtailing any problems. By Kim Harrison Setting Sighed Spiced Cider Put

No exclusive," I said aloud, watching Al for his opinion and seeing him shake his head and hold his hands out in a "bigger" gesture. He didn't even know how large the offer was, and he thought I could get one bigger. By Kim Harrison Gesture Bigger Exclusive Aloud Watching

I didn't move, numb as Al sidled up alongside me and together we eyed Pierce, nervous under our combined scrutiny. "If you give him a body," he said lightly, "I will kill him."I looked at Al. His eyes didn't look strange anymore, and it scared me. "I don't know that curse," I said blandly. By Kim Harrison Pierce Move Numb Nervous Scrutiny

It's harder to fall in love with a man when he's killing people. By Kim Harrison People Harder Fall Love Man

Great power does not corrupt a person, it only brings their true self into the light, By Kim Harrison Great Person Light Power Corrupt

A tear slipped from under my eyelid at Ivy's loneliness, her need for emotional reassurance, and her frustrations that though I could understand what she wanted, I was afraid to find out if I had the capacity to meet her halfway, to trust her. And my breath caught when she wiped the moisture away with a careful finger, unaware that it was for her. By Kim Harrison Ivy Loneliness Reassurance Wanted Halfway

Big lots,' I said, seeing the eighty-year-old oaks and shady lawns. The houses were set way back and had iron fences and stone drives. The harder to hear your neighbors scream, my dear,' was David's answer, and I sent my head up and down in agreement. By Kim Harrison Big Lots Oaks Lawns Shady

'Dandelion Wine' became one of the few books that I returned to time and again, and while not anywhere near the story crafter as Mr. Bradbury, I hope I managed to absorb by osmosis some of his techniques. By Kim Harrison Dandelion Wine Bradbury Techniques Books

My eyes widened at the ball of orange fluff squeezing out from under the counter, blinking and stretching. I looked again, not believing. "It's a cat," I said, winning the Pulitzer prize for incredible intellect. By Kim Harrison Counter Blinking Stretching Eyes Widened

Oh, my God, when Ivy got it wrong, she really got it wrong. I didn't need a boyfriend. I had all the drama I could stand right here. By Kim Harrison Wrong God Ivy Boyfriend Drama

I have a name," I grumped, my stomach pinching me harder. "Yes, but it has no pizzazz. Ra-a-a-a-chel. Rach-e-e-e-eel," he said, trying it out in different ways. "No one will tremble in terror at that. Oh my God!" he said in a high falsetto. "It's Rachel! Run! Hide! By Kim Harrison Grumped Harder Stomach Pinching Pizzazz

I think she suspects something, though. We've had cherry pie for dessert five nights in a row. His voice drawled, and my smile deepened. By Kim Harrison Suspects Row Drawled Deepened Cherry

Come here," she prompted. "You want to do this, yes?" Not really.(Newt and Rachel) By Kim Harrison Prompted Newt Rachel Really

Trent, do you have any weapons? Like a gun?"He looked at me in disgust. "You're here to protect me," he said as he closed the distance between us and stood beside me. "You didn't bring a weapon?" "Yeah, I brought a weapon," I snapped as I brought my splat gun out and aimed it at the ceiling where the sounds were coming from. "I just thought that since you're a freaking murderer you might have a gun, too ( ... ) By Kim Harrison Trent Weapon Gun Yeah Brought

Tension pulled my eyes open when her fingers traced a trail down my neck. Sensation blossomed, and I threw my head back and sucked in the air. Her arm slipped around my waist, catching me before I fell. By Kim Harrison Tension Neck Pulled Eyes Open

By the light coming from the patio, it looked a shade after sunrise. I had to stop waking up at this hour. It was just insane. By Kim Harrison Patio Sunrise Light Coming Looked

Though no one had been buried here for almost thirty years, the grass was mown by yours truly. I felt a tidy graveyard made a happy graveyard. By Kim Harrison Years Buried Thirty Grass Mown

Knowing your limits is a strength, not a weakness. By Kim Harrison Knowing Strength Weakness Limits

Get out," he said flatly. "I just got her normal again. Get out before you turn her into a sniveling, twitterpated ... twit!""Jenks!" I exclaimed, and Pierce put a calming hand on me."That is my intent, Jenks," he said gallantly, and I wondered if Pierce meant his intent was to leave or to turn me into a twitterpated twit. By Kim Harrison Jenks Flatly Pierce Twit Turn

What do you want me to do?Marry you?People grow up! Move away! I'm going to college, not the moon! By Kim Harrison Marry People Grow Move College

Come on, Jenks," he said, moving him into the hallway. "I've got some clothes you can put on. Falling down is a lot more comfortable when you have something between your ass and the carpet. By Kim Harrison Jenks Moving Hallway Falling Carpet

I have lots of faith," the fallen angel said as he crouched down and coaxed the dog closer. "I have faith that this is a bad idea. She's not going to belive you. She's going to think we're nuts. She's going to call the police unless she has a record, and if she does she'll run away. By Kim Harrison Closer Faith Lots Fallen Angel

Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies.Jenks (Black Magic Sanction) By Kim Harrison Black Sanction Magic Tears Equal

Pierce made a calculating noise, accidentally brushing my knee as he shifted. "As Jenks would say, you snore nice."I smiled back unconvincingly. I snore nice. Not "I opine that your auditory nasal exhalations are most pleasing. By Kim Harrison Pierce Noise Accidentally Shifted Made

She was getting bitchy.That was a good sign. "What am I supposed to do till you get back?" I said, patting the smouldering leather. "Hide in my closet? I"d rather be with you. By Kim Harrison Sign Bitchythat Good Hide Back

That dung flop?" Nakita said, her dislike almost visibly dripping into nasty puddles at Amy's designer flats. "Yes, I guess. That doesn't mean I have to like him.""I know what you mean." Amy faked a heartfelt sigh. "I have a brother too." The girls behind her giggled when she pushed past me to Barnabas. "I'm Amy," she said, smiling as she extended her hand.""Barnabas," the reaper said as he darted past me to give Nakita a sideways hug to avoid having to shake Amy's hand. "This is Nakita. She's my favorite sister. We're from Norway. By Kim Harrison Amy Nakita Flop Barnabas Dung

Harmony crab-walked back. "You're the only one left, Reed. You were right. It was a trap. Michael is a sadist. We leave now, or I'll shoot you on sight next time I see you as one of Bill's brainwashed dolls. By Kim Harrison Harmony Back Reed Crabwalked Left

Jenks laughed, taking to the air and saying, "Give it up, FIB man. It'll take more than you to get her out. Remember what Ivy and I did to your finest last spring? Add Rachel to that, and you can say your prayers." From behind me came Edden's dry "You think Ivy wants another stint as a candy striper? By Kim Harrison Give Fib Jenks Laughed Taking

And you knows ugly when you sees ugly, don't ya, sweet thang. By Kim Harrison Sweet Thang Ugly

Trent looked me up and down. "Is that all you're going to do?" My pulse quickened, and I gazed at the front of the basilica where the scratching was coming from. "I might have a snack later if nothing comes through those doors. By Kim Harrison Trent Looked Quickened Doors Pulse

And I can't read your mind either, just your face. By Kim Harrison Face Read Mind

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) By Kim Harrison Back Kisten Hurt Alive Breath

My name is Bis," he said, "and I was kicked off the basilica because I was spitting on the people coming in. Suck-up little Glissando thinks she knows angel dust from dirt and tattled on me. By Kim Harrison Bis Kicked Basilica Spitting People

They will hurt her just like they hurt you to get it, and I'm not going to let that happen, you dumb little shit. By Kim Harrison Happen Shit Hurt Dumb

But the same things that had once attracted menow left me with a mild sense of unease. Ivy would say I was getting smarter, but I just felt ... empty. By Kim Harrison Unease Things Attracted Menow Left

day sleeper. solicitors will be eaten. By Kim Harrison Day Sleeper Solicitors Eaten

Jenks shook his head. "Rache, I really feel bad for her, but Ivy's right. She can't stay here. She needs professional help." "Really?" I said belligerently, feeling myself warm. "I haven't heard of any group therapy sessions for retired demon familiars, have you? By Kim Harrison Jenks Head Rache Shook Ivy

I expected it would be the same for me, and I wouldn't show up as a wolf in black tights and a lacy pair of underwear - as amusing as that would be. No way was I going to show them I was a nasty pasty color with freckles. By Kim Harrison Underwear Show Expected Wolf Black

I only snatched him to get your attention," I said. "Now that I've got it, this is what I want.""Damn my dame!" Al shouted, hands raised to the ceiling. "I knew it! Not another list! By Kim Harrison Attention Snatched Damn Want Dame

Why aren't you afraid of me?I've seen my death, and you're not it. By Kim Harrison Death Afraid

He froze as the scent of her hair met him. It was touching his cheek,tickling him.I cant afford this, he thought, but he didnt move, watching her finger trace the new line. "He cracked my mirror,"she said, clearly angry. By Kim Harrison Froze Scent Hair Met Thought

Ivy still had her tree up in the living room, and we exchanged presents when we felt like it, not on a specific date. Usually that was about an hour after I got back from shopping. Delayed gratification was Ivy's thing, not mine. By Kim Harrison Room Date Ivy Tree Living

His eyes went past us to his kids as they descended upon the mouse, who had finally made a dash for the living room and found itself in its own personal hell. By Kim Harrison Mouse Hell Eyes Past Kids

Give me a minute to catch my breath," I said, sneaking glances at him. "Then we can head to the car. I need a few more things to make the demon spell, but I'm too tired to do it now." It grated on me to admit it, but it was kinda obvious. By Kim Harrison Give Breath Sneaking Minute Catch

Lately I'd begun carrying pain amulets in my bag, like some people have breath mints. By Kim Harrison Bag Mints Begun Carrying Pain

I knew it was a trap, itchy witch," the demon said, but then a flash of white exploded against the inside of the circle. I felt the bubble go down, leaving a white disk of ash where the carpet had burned away. "But I didn't know it was a lethal one," he continued, By Kim Harrison Trap Itchy Witch Circle White

Actually, I am kind of busy right now," I drawled as I settled back into the chair and closed my eyes. "You have to make melanin while the sun shines. By Kim Harrison Eyes Kind Busy Drawled Settled

HAPA was like mint. You could rip it up, and six months later, it was back, healthier than ever. Mint smelled better, though, and you could make juleps out of it. I don't know what I could make out of HAPA. Compost, maybe. By Kim Harrison Hapa Mint Make Back Healthier

Head lowered, Al looked at his bare hands, folded in his lap. "I knew you could, otherwise I wouldn't have let you get into that position. But now everyone else knows it, too. I wasn't expecting how vulnerable you would be, and word gets around. It is too easy for ... " He hesitated. "You're so damn helpless ... ," he tried again, his words cutting off once more. "How am I supposed to keep them off you now that they know? By Kim Harrison Head Lowered Hands Folded Lap

Tagged by a whiny little vamp. Rache, take this sword and stick it in me. Just go and stick it in me. I'm a back-drafted, crumpled-winged, dust-caked, dew-assed excuse of a backup. Worthless as a pixy condom. Taken down by my own partner. Just tape my ass shut and let me fart out my mouth. By Kim Harrison Tagged Vamp Stick Whiny Rache

Jenks enthusiastically leaned against the counter and opened the box. Bypassing the plastic knife, he broke off about a third of it and took a huge bite. Ivy watched, appalled, and I shrugged. His mouth moving as he hummed, Jenks finished unpacking the sacks. I was half dead, Ivy was whoring herself to keep me safe, but Jenks was okay as long as he had chocolate. By Kim Harrison Jenks Box Ivy Enthusiastically Leaned

Maybe if I didn't say anything about what happened, we could get back to the way we were. Ignoring a problem was a perfectly acceptable way to deal with it, as long as both people agree never to bring it up again. By Kim Harrison Happened Back Ignoring Problem Perfectly

Taking a breath, I stepped into the line to find him standing right where I'd left him, smiling with his hand extended. (Rachel and Al) By Kim Harrison Taking Breath Smiling Extended Rachel

Looking at everything, I started to feel nauseous, as if the seventies had taken refuge here against extinction and were preparing to take over the world. By Kim Harrison Nauseous World Started Feel Seventies

In a few hours, I'm going to be banished to the surface, my belongings raffled off as novelty items and my living space given to someone else - my reputation destroyed. I'd rather have your head than your soul at this point in my illustrious career. - Al By Kim Harrison Hours Surface Destroyed Banished Belongings

Wayde yelled, and I hit him again, adrenaline pulling a scream of outrage from me. He went quiet, and I held my breath to make sure I could hear him breathing. I suppose I could have used my magic on him, but this was a lot more satisfying. By Kim Harrison Wayde Yelled Adrenaline Hit Pulling

I want an expresso. Black. But give me the domestic blend. That Turkish crap gives me the runs for a week. - Jenks By Kim Harrison Expresso Jenks Black Turkish Blend

Rachel?" came Ivy's voice from her room. "Where's my sword?" "In the foyer where you left it last week when the evangelists were canvassing the neighborhood By Kim Harrison Rachel Ivy Room Voice Sword

Endings are not always bad. Most times they're just beginnings in disguise. By Kim Harrison Endings Bad Disguise Times Beginnings

Okay, I like him," I admitted. "But it takes more than a nice body, Jenks. Jeez, I do have a little depth. You've got a great body, and you don't see me trying to get into your Fruit of the Looms. By Kim Harrison Jenks Admitted Body Looms Jeez

I told you not to confuse forgetfulness with stupidity," Allen said. "She's extremely intelligent. Did you use the audio binder? Give her the Amneoset? By Kim Harrison Allen Stupidity Told Confuse Forgetfulness

Ivy had loved him, too - deeper, on a gut level, with the strength of the past, not like my new love, based on the idea of a future. By Kim Harrison Deeper Ivy Level Past Love

Sure, it was nice now, but eventually there would be running and screaming and blood on the floor. By Kim Harrison Floor Nice Eventually Running Screaming