Your hair is a tangled mess,"he said, thinking he liked it that way, like a lion's mane..

You think Ivy's a planner? She has nothing on a motivated elf with too much money..

Al was standing a bare three feet away, his mood almost jovial as he took the paper and it vanished in a wash of black sparkles. “Thank you, Rachel,”….

Rachel,” came a raspy voice from the upper level, and both Trent and I turned. It was Quen, wrapped in a blanket as if it was a death shroud, the bla….

You should be dead," he said, his voice full of wonder. "How is it that you're still alive?" Jaw clenched, I worked at his grip on me, trying to get ….

Dead Witch Walking is basically a modern-day witch living in Cincinnati..

A witch, a vampire, and a pixy walk into a bar, I thought as I led the way into the Squirrel’s End. It was early, and the sun had yet to set when the….

There is black. There is white. Gray is a cowardly excuse to mix our wants with our needs..

The quickest way to a woman's crotch is through her gullet. Can I make you a cake?" Big Al to Pierce, then Rachel..

I'd say she's get us both fired, but the I.S. doesn't let anyone go. Alive..

I meant I’m not afraid of love being difficult. If it was easy, then everyone would find it..

Al's red eyes slid past me to Pierce. "Play?" he said, his voice dripping with interest. "Gordian Nathaniel Pierce's quirks are legendary. Why do you….

Did something happen to the sanctity of your church again?" My eye twitched. "Newt broke it so she could look in my closet." Again..

I didn’t know what I was going to say, a feeling that was compounded when the line clicked open and Trent’s very muzzy voice murmured, “Rachel? Mmm, ….

Uh... ," Ivy stammered, and I glanced up to see her eyes wide in consideration. "I'm kidding," I said. "It passed the lethal-amulet test, remember?" ….

You just click your heels and think there's no place like being pwned..

Why?" I said, taking the paper from him as Al smiled. "If it's not what I agreed to, I will burn Al's gonads off the first chance I get. Turn around.….

Tell me where you want it,” I said. Minias drew back, his purple robes shifting about his ankles. “You’re asking me?” “Well, unless you want a big R ….

Big lots,' I said, seeing the eighty-year-old oaks and shady lawns. The houses were set way back and had iron fences and stone drives. The harder to ….

The warm dampness of her breath made me shiver at the mix of the familiar and the unknown, with a soft exhalation she shifted her head and her lips f….

How many mistakes can one life survive?.