Have you been sniffing fairy farts?.

She was only a year old, but elves grew up fast. Not like witches, who Jenks swore were not able to be on their own until they were thirty. Ahem..

You need a new hobby, Rachel. Something other than nasty little men with visions of world domination..

Typical" Kisten said, his eyes dramatically sad. "Try to do something nice for a person, cheer her up, and what do I get? Abused and robbed..

Where did he go!” he bellowed, gloved hands clenching. “I had him in a snare that would take Alexander the Great a lifetime to untwist, and he did it….

He just wanted to hold her to him and tell her it would be okay, that she had survived and was beautiful..

Who’s going to keep them from wiping us out species by species? Not me. We aren’t prepared for a new demographic of magic-using humans who are sadist….

But the same things that had once attracted menow left me with a mild sense of unease. Ivy would say I was getting smarter, but I just felt…empty..

What are you doing in Nicky's room, Rachel? Oooh! He summoned you to the west coast, didn't he? Did you kill him? Good for you taking care of that li….

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

I will compensate all your one-inch, two-inch losses because I know how important every inch is to you aged, decrepit men..

Lately I’d begun carrying pain amulets in my bag, like some people have breath mints..

Hey,” the other said, coming to life. “You’re supposed to be in jail.” Al grinned at him, his white-gloved grip tightening on the wooden handle, whic….

One person can't hold anything, but two can have the world..

Do you have a sleeping bag?” I stared at him. “No. I lost it in the great salt-dip of ’06..

Rache,” he said, trying to get into my line of sight. “What more do you need? God to send a telegram?" (Jenks).

Looking at everything, I started to feel nauseous, as if the seventies had taken refuge here against extinction and were preparing to take over the w….

For all his sourness, he was ruled by his heart..

A demon was asking me what I wanted. My eyes flicked to Al, and he shrugged. “What do you want?” he said softly..

You are your father's daughter,' he said, the skin around his eyes tightening. 'Trent is his father's son. Apart, you are annoying. Together...you ha….

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