Kim Harrison Quotes

God, how did I get to this place where my friends sell themselves to keep me alive?

God, it stinks, I said, hand over my nose as he pulled me into a long step.Al strode forward, head high. It’s the stench of bureaucracy, my itchy-witch, and why I chose to go into human resources when...

Good God, Rachel, cant you go five minutes... sweet sticky hell on a stick!' the demon exclaimed, his thoughts reeling from anger to concern as he realized I was hopped up on something.

Good God, I whispered, sitting on the van’s cot and looking at my legs, horrified. They were hairy—not wolf hairy, but an I-couldn’t-find-my-razor-the-last-six-months hairy. Utterly grossed out, I too...

Grim-faced, Jenks shouted, What are you waiting for, Ivy? God to say go?

Half of it was meticulously arranged as an office with her computer - faster and more powerful than an industrial-sized package of laxative - color-coded files, maps and the markers she used to organi...

Happiness was happiness wherever you found it.

Harmony crab-walked back. You’re the only one left, Reed. You were right. It was a trap. Michael is a sadist. We leave now, or I’ll shoot you on sight next time I see you as one of Bill’s brainwashed...

He grinned. That’s because pixies are ever-after. We’re magic, baby. Just ask Matalina.

He stepped forward, forcing me back. You’re right. I made a decision. It was the wrong one.

His eyes met mine at the soft touch, and a chime seemed to shake the ley line, realigning the universe. He was mine.

His mind seemed to expand as time became malleable, and with a sudden pop he could almost feel the world reset with a crystalline clarity of lost chances.

Holy dust, I murmured, looking for it among the clutter. Jenks’s wings hummed and he dropped to hover over the envelope that I’d gathered from the slats under my bed, the only place the pixies didn’t...

How? By squishing me to death? I wheezed, and then my eyes widened as Al's mouth covered mine, savage and demanding. The stink of demons assaulted me, hard and fast. A thread of ley line spilled into...

I am not going to be the person who completes you, he said, glancing at me and turning away. You are one messed-up bitch.

I knew it was a trap, itchy witch, the demon said, but then a flash of white exploded against the inside of the circle. I felt the bubble go down, leaving a white disk of ash where the carpet had burn...

I wanted to make decisions on who I loved by who completed me, made me feel good about myself. Who I could love freely and help make a better person by just being there.

I was with a six-foot-four, athletic, angsty young man dressed in casual linen pants and matching fawn-colored shirt. Under it was a skintight two-piece suit of silk and spandex that had set us back a...

I wouldn’t miss it for the world. Al could just suck my toes and die.

I'm a pixy, Rachel. I may look all tough and stuff, but I got wings, and I know infatuation when I see it.