A devious spark lit through Al, making me smile. One way. It costs too much,
he said.
“There’s no inflation in the ever-after, Al.”
Call it a recession then. One way.
I have a name,” I grumped, my stomach pinching me harder.
“Yes, but it has no pizzazz. Ra-a-a-a-chel. Rach-e-e-e-eel,” he said, trying it out in different ways. “No one will tremble in terror at that. Oh my God!” he said in a high falsetto. “It’s Rachel! Run! Hide!
A demon was asking me what I wanted.
My eyes flicked to Al, and he shrugged. “What do you want?” he said softly.
Come here,” she prompted. “You want to do this, yes?”
Not really.
(Newt and Rachel)
No exclusive,” I said aloud, watching Al for his opinion and seeing him shake his head and hold his hands out in a “bigger” gesture. He didn’t even know how large the offer was, and he thought I could get one bigger.
Kim HarrisonHead lowered, Al looked at his bare hands, folded in his lap. “I knew you could, otherwise I wouldn’t have let you get into that position. But now everyone else knows it, too. I wasn’t expecting how vulnerable you would be,
and word gets around. It is too easy for…” He hesitated. “You’re so damn
helpless…,” he tried again, his words cutting off once more. “How am I supposed to keep them off you now that they know?
I gotta go,” I wheezed. “This is shitty, you know? How do you live like this?”
“Rachel!” he cried, but it was too late,
(Rachel and Al)
You listen to me, and listen good!" she shouted, shocking me. "I am not evil because I have a thousand years of demon smut on my soul!" she exclaimed, the tips of her hair trembling and her face flushed. "Every time you disturb reality, nature has to balance it out. The black on your soul isn't evil, it's a promise to make up for what you have done. It's a mark, not a death sentence. And you can get rid of it given time."
"Ceri, I'm sorry," I fumbled, but she wasn't listening.
"You're an ignorant, foolish, stupid witch," she berated, and I cringed, my grip tightening on the copper spell pot and feeling the anger from her like a whip. "Are you saying because I carry the stink of demon magic, that I'm a bad person?"
"No..." I wedged in.
"That God will show no pity?" she said, green eyes flashing. "That because I made one mistake in fear that led to a thousand more that I will burn in hell?"
"No. Ceri -" I took a step forward.
"My soul is black," she said, her fear showing in her suddenly pale cheeks. "I'll never be rid of it all before I die, but it won't be because I'm a bad person but because I was a frightened one.
Tag: soul hell redemption damnation blackness black-magic demon-magic
Rachel knew what she was doing. And when she didn't, she could improvise on the fly, coming up with options that left a lot of collateral damage but usually only hurt herself, not the people around her. It was one of the things he would never admit that he admired about her.
Kim HarrisonTag: humor romance paranormal urban-fantasy rachel-morgan jenks into-the-woods trent-kalamack
He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing.
Kim HarrisonTag: fatherhood sentimental lucy into-the-woods trent-kalamack
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