Sounds ominous, I said. Do you get a cool code name, too? No, but I have handcuffs— Kinky. —and a gun. I shook my head. There you go, ruining the mental image.
Spend enough time living on the wrong side of the law, magic powers or not, you grow a sixth sense for when things are about to go sideways. Think of it as Darwinism for criminals. You learn when to w...
Stacy, Artie snapped, I don’t have time for this shit, okay— The first message, which she said you’d understand, is that she’s one of Caitlin’s sisters. She’s going to make sure you stay properly ente...
You were going to betray me! Sullivan roared, slamming his fist on the table. Lauren bared her teeth. You were going to betray me! I jumped up onto my chair and climbed onto the dinner table, standing...
Static blared from the blood-streaked screen of her boxy television set, and a fallen lamp cast angled shadows over Sophia’s mutilated corpse. Her murderer wasn’t human. It was a faceless wooden manne...
Sunrise came like a stampede of bulls, kicking me out of bed and into the shower as my mind lurched into high gear.
That kind? How many kinds of zombies are there? There’s the kind that eat people, the kind that don’t eat people… Margaux’s voice trailed off as she thought it over. Two. Two kinds. Plenty of variatio...
The Nook was in a perpetual state of slightly organized chaos, like it had been hit by a tornado followed by a slightly mad librarian with bold new ideas about the Dewey decimal system.
The cellar itself? Not shown. Probably wanna check that out. The cellar, I said. Great. Because nothing bad ever happens in the cellars of creepy old houses.
The fact is, it just wasn’t meant to be. Crazy rich lady who wants to blow up the world, crazy demon asshole who wants to invade hell…I know, you had high hopes, but this relationship just wasn’t goin...
There are some sounds, and some languages, that are so alien to our nature that the human brain naturally rebels at them. You’d think we’d take that as a hint. Caitlin? I managed to stammer, the rest...
The gun was an equalizer, but only when it came to the cambion. Sullivan would just swallow the bullets and spit them back out at me.
The key to walking around places where you’re not supposed to be is to look like you’re too important to be interrupted. Most people are non-confrontational by nature, and if you give them a good reas...
There are two answers to evil, she said. The first is to justify it. The evil that you do is for a good cause, you’ll be validated in the end, it needed to be done, etcetera, etcetera. Of course, once...
The only thing more dangerous and unpredictable than a junkie is a junkie with a loaded gun.
The pink sun tumbled from the sky like a shooting star, turning day to night in the space of a trembling breath. What rose in its place was a moon made of rotting meat, its vast surface pitted with cr...
The princes of hell were too old, too powerful to operate on Earth. They couldn’t even set foot here without kicking off the apocalypse ahead of schedule. So every prince had a hound: the one demon in...
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.
The problem with security, real and bulletproof security, is that it’s ugly. By way of example, take a look at a supermax prison or better yet, a liquor store in the bad part of town. The rich and bea...
You could forge your pain into a sword, Nyx said, and persecute your enemies. Triumph. Survive. But fear imprisons you. Fear of breaking rules. Fear of what people will think of you. Petty little fear...
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