The glove suddenly feels much heavier, now, more dense. The rush of power didn’t come through me, but wrapped around me; invisible and strangely empty, like a purely mechanical force. It wasn’t like I just got stronger; it was separate from me, like something stepped in and punched him instead of me. I pull the glove off gingerly, half afraid I’ll punch my own fingers off.
Bill BlaisStichwörter: paranormal demons urban-fantasy book-1 kelly-and-umber-series
Look, I didn’t ask for any of this, but I’m here now. I get that it’s dangerous. I get that I’m fat. I get that I’m about as far from prepared for this insanity as you can get. But I’ll tell you something about me: I don’t quit. So enough with the let’s-scare-the-fat-girl routine, okay?
Bill BlaisStichwörter: book-1 kelly-and-umber-series no-good-deed kelly-urban-fantasy
Do I strike you as a frivolous man, Kelly?"
I look at him, sitting there in another thousand dollar suit. Pompous? Yes. Self-centered? Yes. Careless? "No.
Stichwörter: demon-hunting denis urban-fantasy-series kelly-and-umber-series no-good-deed kelly
Most people create a destiny of minutiae, of the mundane. They create their own limitations. When the moment comes for them to stretch and leap, they find themselves boxed in, locked down by their own fears.
Bill BlaisStichwörter: fantasy paranormal denis kelly-and-umber-series kelly
We fight monsters and unholy creatures for a living here. Grotesque, evil, violent, dangerous; they’re certainly all these things. And yet, we somehow manage to go to sleep each night and wake up each morning. The terror wears off. What was horrific becomes mundane. We lose ourselves to a numbed normalcy after a while, a self-inflicted detachment. You forget how you got here, what it was like before. And then someone comes along, someone new, someone who sees it all with fresh eyes, and it snaps you out of your daily coma, reminding you of what you’ve forgotten. Of what you’ve become.
Bill BlaisStichwörter: fantasy paranormal paul demon-hunting kelly-and-umber-series kelly
Telling someone like my mother that Hell is a real, physical place, somewhere you can travel to and from, would be like spray-painting the statue of Jesus hanging over the pulpit during mass. Better off telling her the Pope is gay.
Bill BlaisStichwörter: god demons urban-fantasy kelly-and-umber-series no-good-deed kelly umber
That thing ruined my favorite T-shirt," complains Mario.
"Whatever." It’s Marianne’s voice. "You were just looking for a reason to get your shirt off." I try to look around for her, but my neck refuses.
Stichwörter: paranormal mario demon-hunting kelly-and-umber-series no-good-deed marianne
Down every hall is a gruesome tangle of impossible creatures, and every one of them is split open or strung with barbs or dragging their insides after them, flailing along on shattered limbs or shredded wings or blasted stumps.
I’ve got the pistol, half a can of spray and a handful of useless shotgun slugs.
I’m dead.
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Mario the Magnificent is Orange!" His eyes sparkle with eagerness as he winks at me.
Bill BlaisStichwörter: demons mario kelly-and-umber-series no-good-deed kelly
You want me to join your group of demon hunters," I can’t believe I just said that out loud, "because of a can of pepper spray and a boat load of luck? You’re insane.
Bill BlaisStichwörter: fantasy paranormal demons paranormal-series kelly-and-umber-series kelly
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