I don’t know what’s happened to you. You used to be such a nice girl. Now you’ve gone all stabby and whatnot.

- Devon Monk

He was like an undead boomerang. A zomberang.

- Devon Monk

I glanced up at Zay, then walked over to stand next to him. "You look good with a baby in your arms," he murmured. I took his hand, careful with his …

- Devon Monk

I needed sleep. Big squishy bunches of it. Soon.

- Devon Monk

I resisted the urge to pour mouthwash in my brain.

- Devon Monk

I think you’re possessed.” “Old news.” “Huh. Anyone I know?” “My dad. It’s a family issue I’m working on.

- Devon Monk

For a brief, weird minute I felt like Dorothy in Oz, walking down the street with Terric the doubtful, Shame the brainless, and heartless Zay.

- Devon Monk

…I noticed you don’t have any self-defense training…” “…I can handle myself just fine.” She stared at me for a long, uncomfortable moment. Finally, “…

- Devon Monk

Trace of Magic caught me up fast and pulled me in tight for a fun, action-and-sass adventure full of deadly magic and dangerous romance. Diana Pharao…

- Devon Monk