Shouts of dismay rose as the red flesh splattered against the table. It was only a tomato, but one would think I was pulping a decaying heart by the noise the big, strong FIB officers were making.
Pixy dust thickened to make my eyes water, but after the loud complaints and muttered disappointment, the Disney nightmare subsided as quickly as it had come.
Orange blossom honey is the boss
Only three flowers? he said, clearly thinking that I should have more, and I smiled nervously. I didn’t want a bouquet.
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 tri...
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 fo...
Maybe I could be friends with a ghost. I wouldn’t be able to kill him.
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.
Keep your vampire mitts off me. I'm not your friggin' blood toy.
Jenks watched for a moment from the rim of the bucket, then said, You look like a porno star on your hands and knees, mopping in your underwear. Push it baby he moaned. Push it!
I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.
I‘m heir to madness. Vessel of perversion. Your nightmare should you cross me.Daryl‘s chin lifted, trembling. Indeed. We might be sisters then, for I‘m the same.
I really didn’t have a choice. It wasn’t as if Kotex made a pad for this kind of a thing.
I liked my kitchen. No, let me rephrase. I loved my kitchen with the loyalty of a bulldog to his favorite bone.
I like walking into a room and seeing your face light up when you see me, he said earnestly, the sun from the open window making his hair glow. I like arguing with Quen over the wisdom of employing a...
I hate it when she tabs a line, Ivy whispered to Kisten in the corner. You ever see anything freakier than that? You should see the face she makes when she— Shut up, Kist! I exclaimed, my eyes flashin...
I handed it over, and Jenks stumbled at the weight. His head thunked into the wall of the narrow hallway. Bloody hell! he exclaimed, crashing into the opposite wall when he overcompensated. I’m all ri...
Depressed, I gazed at the wall behind Ivy. Swell. I was going to have to look at a stuffed mink nailed to the wall all night.
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.
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.