I’d really like to keep it for a while and play with it, but there’s a bunch of grumpy killers and angels and a soon-to-be-dead messiah waiting for me.
It means the faction found us. He looks around again. How? How the fuck do I know? Spy satellites? Facial recognition pigeons on the freeway signs? Ballerinas with Uzis? What does it matter? Just hit...
If I’m going to ride this out and stay alive, then I’m king high ballbuster. I took on God and almost did the old man in. A few grumpy horns and hoofs types and a petting zoo full of rabid Pokemons? I...
I walk to a shadow and put the bills in my pocket. Don’t wait up. I don’t want you coming back drunk, says Sandoval. Don’t worry. I’ll look pretty for class pictures tomorrow.
I say, This Nazi Disneyland stuff, it’s too cheap and easy. It’s like something the Kissi would dream up. That’s hitting below the belt. Calling a Hellion a Kissi is like calling Chuck Norris Joseph S...
I once considered learning to love iced coffee, but then I remembered I’d have to kill myself, so I gave up the idea.
I hurt like I just climbed out of a cement mixer, and the shot that grazed my side burns like hell. But I don’t have time to whine right now.
I didn’t sign up for any of this, but at worst I always thought being the Devil would be at least a little fun. Shooting BBs at Hitler as he tightrope walks over a lake of boiling lemon juice and brok...
Hellions just aren’t used to humans giving them back talk. That’s okay. I can use that. Let them find me a little strange. A little inexplicable. Playing the Devil is easier if no one has any idea wha...
Fuck me. I’m a rock star. And all I really wanted was a burrito.
Every day I walk down Hollywood Boulevard and see civilians making themselves crazy worrying about the meetings they're late for or did they put the rent check in the mail or is their ass starting to...
Down here in the pain, I don’t have to know. I just note the question and move on. Answers are rare and come in their own time but hangovers are reliable and never in short supply.
Dignity is nice but it’s money makes the lights and shower work.
Black is a good color anytime you’re flinging around blood.
At least your absence wasn’t eleven years like your last trip. How was your time in Le Merdier? Dusty. There was a judge down there. He spoke more languages and was crazier than you. If I live, I’ll t...
Anyway, there’s nothing at all humiliating about clutching ten pounds of ice like your firstborn while the damn bag leaks all over your crotch so it looks like you pissed yourself with joy. I crack op...
And if he’s found guilty? Then his fate will be that of all the ignobles.
You don't have to be afraid of me. Eugene likes you. Doc likes you. That means I like you. We're all family now. All the funny little people who live in the cracks of the world.
Wherever we are, it isn’t like the Tenebrae. No desert monotony. No spiked mountains. It’s more like forest land after a nuke attack. Bare, mossy skeleton-like trees and tough tangles of gray and gree...
When she shocks me this time, it’s on the inside of my thigh, close enough to my balls to make them consider finding work elsewhere.