I shied away from that line of thought, lest it bring up too many old memories.
I set things down and locked up my wards and the heavy steel door I’d had installed after a big, bad demon had huffed and puffed and blown down the original. It wasn’t until I had them all firmly secu...
I scowled at him. Not every good thing that happens is divine intervention, Michael. True, Michael said, but I prefer to give Him the credit unless I have a good reason to believe otherwise. It seems...
I may have had good reasons. I may have had the best of intentions.But intentions aren’t enough, no matter how good they are. Intentions can lead you to a place where you’re able to make a choice.It’s...
I limped over to Luccio and nodded at the tables Mac had set up. I hope there’s room enough. When are the other Wardens arriving? Luccio fixed me with a quiet, weary gaze. Then she drew her hands from...
I kicked him in the head with my rented formal shoes. My shoe went flying off, which I was pretty sure never happened to James Bond. The
I hear that they make disinfectants that don’t hurt these days. But Charity used iodine.
I hadn't gotten beaten up twice, shot, and nearly strangled to get taken out by a misguided werewolf bitch.
I had about as much chance to do that as I did of backpacking my car to the top of Mount Rushmore.
I glanced up at Thomas. We've still got Hook, right?He's being held prisoner on a ceramic-lined cookie sheet in the oven, Thomas said. I figured he couldn't jigger his way out of a bunch of steel, and...
I find it remarkable how often amateurs confuse courage with idiocy.
I drove my right fist into its stupid, creepy face. Man, the yahoos I scrap with never seem to anticipate that tactic. They all assume that what with me being a wizard and all, I’m going to stand back...
I do not perceive myself to be mad. But if I were truly mad, would I be able to tell?
I do magic, in one form or another, and that’s pretty much it. I really need to get a life, one of these days.
I can disintegrate a virgin's inhibitions at fifty paces, but I can't last two weeks at a job where I'm wearing a stupid hairnet and a paper hat.
I am just another blind man. I do not get the whole picture of what transpires in all places. I am blind and limited. I would be a fool to think myself wise. And so, not knowing what the universe mean...
I always considered myself a loner.I mean, not like a poor-me, Byron-esque, I-should-have-brought-a-swimming-buddy loner. I mean the sort of person who doesn’t feel too upset about the prospect of a w...
Honestly. He sometimes felt that humans simply had to be deliberately obtuse. What was so difficult about understanding civilized and excellently enunciated speech?
Honest. It's almost always best to go with honest. It means you never have to worry about getting your story straight.
He’d died a hero. It seemed so empty to me, at that moment. Meaningless to be a hero.