Hundreds of millions of man-hours of work and struggle and research, blood, sweat, tears, and lives have gone into the history of air travel, and it has totally revolutionized the face of our planet a...
How long do I have to take care of it? I asked. SOON. Soon? How soon is soon? What do you mean, soon?
Holy water, a couple cloves of garlic, vials of salt, and iron fillings filled the basket, intended to be door prizes for anything that showed up in an attempt to suck my blood, carry me off to faerie...
Hell's bells, Morty, I said. Next you'll be telling me that I didn't even meet his shade. That I deluded myself into deluding myself into deluding him into deluding me that I made the whole thing up.
He was wrong, that doesn't make him a villian. That makes him an asshole.
He sauntered over to me and rammed one shoulder playfully against my knee. I wavered, recovered my balance, and unlocked the door. Mister, as was his just due, entered before I did.
Harry Dresden, Winter Knight, Targets Slain, No Barbecues, Waterslides, or Fireworks Displays.
Felicia managed to stagger to her feet, open the front door, and limp haltingly to the white limousine idling on the snowy street outside the house. Murphy went to the window to watch Felicia get into...
Esmerelda’s blue and green eyes could have made Stevie remember being hired by Mister Snuffleupagus, if that was what she wanted.
Duty flows uphill and down. He
Discretion is the better part of not getting exsanguinated, I said. Let’s go.
Death by nursery tale. Hell’s bells.
Damn. Bob was kind of awesome.
Christ, Harry, Murphy said quietly. No one just starts giggling and wearing black and signs up to become a villainous monster. How the hell do you think it happens? She shook her head, her eyes pained...
By the time I got home, it was after two o’clock in the morning. The
Butters blinked at looked at Thomas. My God, he said. You've been shot.Thomas hooked a thumb at Butters. Check out Dr. Marcus Welby, MD, here.I'd have gone with Doogie Howser, maybe, I said.Split the...
Body or mind, heart or soul, we're all human, and we're supposed to feel pain. You cut yourself off from it at your own risk.
Better safe than exsanguinated.
Being called dangerous by a cat could mean a great many things, but it was generally delivered as something of a compliment.
As long as we’re going, we might as well go out in style.