I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.
Kim HarrisonMaybe I could be friends with a ghost. I wouldn’t be able to kill him.
Kim HarrisonI'd said thank you. And apologized. It was more than I thought I'd ever do.
"You're welcome," he said, his expression lost in the shadows. "I'll see what I can do about the no lying... thing." And inclining his head, he vanished.
Nick as in my former boyfriend Nick. Ex-rat, ex-boyfriend, ex-alive if I ever got hold of him Nick.
Kim HarrisonIvy could have been a model. Hell, Ivy could be anything she wanted. Except happy. Ivy had issues.
Kim HarrisonOh my God!" I shouted, smacking at myself to get it off. The chanting abruptly stopped as I danced about the interior of the circle, beating the chunky dust off me. It only made things worse, and I began coughing on someone's dead grandmother. My eyes watered, and I finally gave up, glaring at them from around my hair, now all over the place. Damn it, I was covered in strawberries and human remains.
Kim HarrisonAnyone ever tell you that you look like an orange in that jumpsuit? Auntie Lenore? More like Auntie Clementine.
Kim HarrisonMy breath slipped from me, almost a groan. Trent Kalamack. The obscenely successful, smiling businessman, ruthless bio- and street-drug lord, elf in hiding, and pain-in-my-ass-extraordinaire Trent Kalamack. Right on schedule. "Why is it you show up only when I need money?
Kim HarrisonGlenn... I wasn't expecting this. He's not after my blood, and we like the same stuff."
From the rearview mirror, Jenks snickered. "Guns, violence, crime scene photos, leather, sex, and women. Yeah, I can see that."
(Ivy and Jenks)
Did I ever tell you about the time I was working for the I.S. to help feed my family? Matalina had just had another set of quads and things were looking ugly. I had to take a job for hazard pay to babysit this witch no one else would touch." - Jenks
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