Jenny sends her best, Margaux said. With Nicky being Nicky and Agent Black being, well, everywhere, it’s not safe for her to leave Vegas right now.
You can’t take a life—good or bad, whether they’ve got it coming or not—you can’t take a life without burning out a little of the light in your heart. And you’ve only got so much light.
A fresh bottle of Jack waited on the end table, but for the first time in weeks I didn’t feel the need to pour a nightcap. The music was better.
Gandhi doesn’t pick up an AK-47, and Pixie doesn’t volunteer to splash blood on her hands.
With that fence it’s a total blind approach to the back door, I thought. Anyone could be hiding around that corner. Guards don’t care. They’ve run this route a thousand times for a thousand days; they...
Hey, Nadine? I said. She glanced my way. I normally have strong objections to hitting a woman, I said, but if you talk to my girlfriend like that again, I could see myself getting over it real fast.
He was convinced that he could steal a human’s life force, drain their soul dry, and use that power to turn himself into the Garden’s conduit and master. It was very trial and error, though. Several h...
He was a rogue agent, acting without my prince’s sanction. Also, we wrote a letter of apology. Don’t know what else you want from us. That’s funny, I said. I didn’t get one. Did you send it to my old...
It’s true. We get these hormonal urges to tear down corrupt corporations and send entitled billionaire assholes to prison. I shrugged. Women, right?
Have you ever considered, for even a moment, the list of things I’m not allowed to do because some bitter old men say so? I can’t lead a mass, can’t earn the greens of a priest, let alone claim my bir...
Good. I need to arm up. All I’ve got is a gun with four bullets, and it’s a really embarrassing gun.
Good evening, Eisenberg Correctional. This is your new warden speaking. You may have noticed that every single door in the prison has just opened. This is in keeping with our new ‘leave whenever you w...
The only thing more dangerous and unpredictable than a junkie is a junkie with a loaded gun.
Of course, the best lies are always wrapped in verifiable truth. It makes the filling easier to swallow.
In a week marred by death and pain, I’d found a single red rose growing in the ruins. I’d take the thorns as they came.
Does it still look like Jules Verne built a brothel? I nodded. I think they call that steampunk now, but yeah. It’s also got free-roaming man-eating shadows for a security system. And does anyone know...
There was a modern family for you. Demon mom, human dad, cambion kid. Just like Caitlin and me, minus the kid and the wedding rings. Wasn’t sure how I felt about that.
Do I look Lithuanian to you?
C’mon, clock’s ticking. Let’s go pick a fight with an evil billionaire wizard.
The problem with doing magic under pressure is that the pressure drowns out the flow, the rhythm. It’s like trying to play jazz with a gun to your head.
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