Start talking or we’re going to see if you can dog-paddle through fire. I wonder if fried Hellion tastes like spicy or original recipe?
I'm always careful. It's whiskey that isn't careful.
I've been me for so long, what am I going to be if that's gone?
I've never seen a Jade in full feral mode before. Candy's nails have curved out into thick claws. Her eyes are red slit pupils in a sea of black ice. Her lips and tongue are as black as her eyes. Her...
One rule of thumb in fighting is that crazy can often overcome skill and numbers, because, while a trained fighter might actually enjoy going up against another trained fighter, no one really wants to...
You mean there are miserable, depressed assholes in Heaven, too? Of course. A lot? Enough. And they piss everyone off? They sure do. Good. She bumps her shoulder into mine. It’s nice to see you.
Stark: So, you think Mason knows I'm back.Vidocq: You just blew up his home. He might suspect something.
So, this really is a crusade after all. And now I’m part of it. Hallelujah.
Of course, aside from fear, the God business runs on sentimentality. That’s the only explanation. Unless it’s a real estate scam.
Sandoval screws up her lips in a sour expression like she just licked the bottom of a bus station chair.
If fucking up is power, I should be the Hulk by now.
It’s part of why I came to Los Angeles. My real work. I kill the dead.
If you ever see me in a matching T-shirt with a woman—any woman—shoot me. Okay? Morty nodded. You didn’t have to ask. I’d have done it on principle. Thank you. I know a cry for help when I see it.
If you’re in the exorcism business, you must know a lot about demons. Qliphoth, he says. What? It’s the proper word for what you call a demon. A demon is a bogeyman, an irrational entity representing...
It’s more than coping. It’s adaptation. You go into the dark one species and mutate to fit your surroundings. Grow better eyes and ears. Get used to the feel of the air so you can tell when something...
We have these meetings every couple of days. We’re rebuilding Hell after it went up in flames like a flash-paper bikini when the original Lucifer, the real Lucifer, blew out of town after sticking me...
Instead they’re crying like a school bus full of little French girls whose ice cream all melted.
Is killing someone always like this? Just the first couple of times. After that it’s like folding socks. But that’s just me. She
Maybe I should have kept my rock. At least I wouldn’t look quite so much like a deer caught in the headlights. No. I’d look like a deer with a rock. Forget it. We
The only sayings I can remember are old Iggy and the Stooges lyrics. See? All this pulling is bad for my health. I think I’m having an aneurysm. Do you even know what an aneurysm is? A little furry th...
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