Pick up your clothes. I am not your maid. How do I know this? A maid cannot kill you with a tube sock. I can.
Turn your pain into purpose.
But I'll admit that he's kind of offensively delicious Like salt and vinegar potato chips Exactly
The Magic Circle by John William Waterhouse [...] stuck in my mind because of the subject's flagrant health and safety violation. As any competent practitioner will tell you, you always complete your...
Mouse isn't big. He's compactly challenged.
My sister, lover of the night, vampire of the Blood Coven, never before seen in anything but the color black, wants to be a pom-pom waving, football field-dancing cheerleader?
Once a generation there is a girl born who is destined to slay the vampires.
They burned this neighbourhood down in the early 1900s to prevent the spread of bubonic plague, and it occurs to me that they should consider doing it again, to purge the blight of well-meaning hipste...
The Road to Hell is Paved With Bad Intentions
In the space between wake and sleep, where the real world juxtaposes with the imagination, that's where I live.
Snug pants, bandeau-type corset, and trim, motorcycle jacket. It was a fabulous outfit, but it was so urban-fantasy book cover
So not only do I have to go out and fight evil villains, I have to take up woodworking, too?
So you want me to track down a supernaturally fast sniper who can disappear into thin air, retrieve your maps, and do it so nobody finds out what I'm doing or why?''Exactly.'I sighed. 'I'll get the pa...
Mind gleams in every atom of the Universe.
Something round and dirty and white was resting near my foot. It was a skull. I picked it up.‘Is that you, Nicholas?’ I asked.‘Put that down, Peter,’ said Nightingale. ‘You don’t know where it’s been.
Nothing nice happens to murdered women.
The trouble with dead people today is they have no sense of decorum
Very well. He sat cross-legged on the floor of the cage. You haven't run off so you want to talk. I will hear your explanation now.Really, Your Majesty? So good of you to condescend. I'll try to use s...
Vane passed the mashed potatoes across Bride to Fury, who stared at them with a fierce frown. "Whatare these?" he asked."Potatoes," Vane told him."What did they do to them?""Just eat them, Fury," Vane...
Shit happens. But so does magic." ~ Celia Wird, SEALED WITH A CURSE: A Weird Girls Novel
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