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And don't try to sell me any crap about the kindly demon. I know three of you now, and you are all evil, insane, or just plain nasty.
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How could someone with a bloody rag around their arm look that confident? Because he could sing someone to death?
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You pompous little bitch!" the infuriated Were shouted, red-faced and with his thugs backing him. "What are you doing here?" Mrs. Sarong pushed past the men who had put themselves in front of her. "Arranging your removal," she said, her voice sharp and her eyes glaring. Removal? As if he were an overgrown tree clogging the sewer line? The short businessman seemed to choke on his own breath, becoming choleric. Mouth gaping to look like one..
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Rachel, you take her," my mother said, clearly uncomfortable. "She might like you." "No. Mom, no!" I protested, but it was my mother we were talking about, and it was either take the baby or have her hit the floor."
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Her smile turned wicked. "And I'm not a silly girl to be blinded by a tidy posterior and expansive landholdings." Tidy posterior and expansive landholdings? Was that the Dark Ages equivalent of a tight ass and a lot of money?"
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Head 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?"
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that was humanity's problem right there. they are brain damaged from the early sun
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With a little cry, I slid my hand behind his neck and pulled him to me for a real kiss. The assembled people cheered, and I closed my eyes as the sound of pixy wings wreathed us. Give up? Leave? echoed in my thoughts as his lips met mine, holding both a promise and a desire. Never, I answered myself as we parted and, hands still connected, turned to those who meant most to us and were welcomed in between the pixy dust and the blue butterfli..
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Student food." His eyes went to the tomato on the sill. "Whatever's in the refrigerator over pasta."
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Ivy shook her head with a look of disgust. "So you got caught. Big freaking deal. They knew who Rachel was, and you don't see her whining over it." Actually, I had thrown my tantrum on the way home, which might have accounted for the odd noise Francis's car was making when I left it in the mall parking lot in the shade of a tree. Jenks darted to hover three inches before Ivy's nose. His wings were red in anger. "You have a gardener trap you..
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He grinned. "That's because pixies are ever-after. We're magic, baby. Just ask Matalina."
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They weren't idiots, but I attracted trouble that just begged me to beat it into submission.
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Piscary killed people, but he didn't have the concept of pity or remorse. It would be like telling a shark he was a bad fish and to stop eating people. But Trent? He knew he was doing wrong, and he did it anyway.
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Kisten, please don't leave me," I begged, and his eyes opened. "I'm cold," he said, fear rising in his blue eyes. I held him tighter. "I'm holding you. It's going to be okay."
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I'm going back!" I shouted, standing to put some distance between us in case I was yanking her chain too hard and she came after me. "I'll show him," I said, waving an arm. "I'll sneak in. I'll steal his freaking glasses and mail them back to him in a freaking birthday card!" --
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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.
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Though no one had been buried here for almost thirty years, the grass was mown by yours truly. I felt a tidy graveyard made a happy graveyard.
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How many mistakes can one life survive?
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Good God," I whispered, sitting on the van's cot and looking at my legs, horrified. They were hairy--not wolf hairy, but an I-couldn't-find-my-razor-the-last-six-months hairy. Utterly grossed out, I took a peek at my armpit, jerking away. Oh, that's just...nasty."
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Relief spilled into me. He wanted to live. He just didn't know how.
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He darted a guilty look toward his dad. "Will you--get me a bottle of spicy?" My eyes jerked to his. "Maybe some barbecue sauce?" I closed my mouth before a bug flew into it. "Sure." I did not believe this. I was pimping ketchup to the son of the FIB's captain."
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Married pixy, I told myself, forcing my eyes back to the shelf of ceramic animals. Fifty-four kids. Beautiful wife, sweet as sugar, who would kill me in my sleep while apologizing for it.
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Was using "dead-man's-toe" morally okay if the man's relatives had knowingly sold him for parts?"
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Tell me where you want it," I said. Minias drew back, his purple robes shifting about his ankles. "You're asking me?" "Well, unless you want a big R on your forehead."
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Demon summoning wasn't illegal, but my foot in their gut a couple of times might convince them it was a really bad idea.
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Get your hand off me," I exclaimed, voice loud with misplaced anger as I yanked away from his grip. "I'm a professional, not some distraught girlfriend." Well, I was that too, but I knew how to act at a crime scene."
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The gentle sound of her words became the shushing of my blood in my head, and I listened, hovering on the edge of consciousness, bathed in the oblivion of whatever drug they had given me.
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Adjustment? She called that an adjustment? How about I adjust her right out of existence?
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Rachel," came a raspy voice from the upper level, and both Trent and I turned. It was Quen, wrapped in a blanket as if it was a death shroud, the black-haired intern at his side, supporting him. His hair was plastered to his skull with sweat, and I could see him wavering as he stood there. "Don't touch Trenton," he said, his gravelly voice clear in the hush, "or I'm going to have to come down there...and smack you around."
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because children should have the chance to be loved by those who love them--always and no matter what.
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You!" she said, stepping forward with a vehement expression and her finger pointed. Heart pounding, I pressed into Al. Funny how he seemed so much safer now. (Newt, Rachel and Al)"
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Newt spun, making her robe unfurl. "He's my familiar, bought and paid for. I can claim anything of his. Even his life." Al cleared his throat nervously. "That's good to know," he said lightly. "Important safety tip. Rachel, write that down somewhere as lesson number one."
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she thought I could find a way to save her soul when she died and became an undead. Right now, I was just looking to find the rent money. I'd get to my roommate's soul later.
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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 world.
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I felt my shoulders ease at her admission. She was going to do what she had to do, and I was going to do what I had to do. And Ivy? Ivy was going to go insane.
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Even a superhero needs a place to be normal.
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Face it, you little cookie maker," Janks said, almost sounding fond, "In the last couple of days, you've seen what it's like to be in a family, with all the touchy tempers and irritation that goes on. Now you get to see the other side, where we do stupid stuff for each other just because we like you. Rache is the little sister. Ivy's the big sister. I'm the uncle from out of state, and your the rich nephew no one likes but we put up with yo..
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I can think of a lot of things to do," he said, "and none of them involve standing up. - Al"
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Jenks made a move to follow, probably forgetting he didn't have wings anymore. He leaned forward and fell to the floor, face first. "Jenks!" I shouted when he hit with a dull smack and started swearing."
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Past him was Trent, a tired look on his face. Holding my borrowed shawl close, I watched Jonathan as I slid out. "Why, thank you, Jon," I said brightly, "you freaking bastard." Trent ducked his head, hiding a smile."
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Ah, Jenks? It's not a lake, it's a friggin' freshwater ocean. Did you see the size of the tanker going under the bridge when we came into town? The wake from it could tip us. I'm not canoeing it unless your name is Pocahontas.
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And as far as Piscary is concerned, he can burn in hell--if his soul hadn't already evaporated.
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Can we get back to how we're going to kill Nick? And what's this about a dead body? You'd better start talking quick, Ivy, 'cause I'm not going to play hide-and-seek with a dead guy in my trunk. I did that in college, and I'm not going to do it again." A smile quirked Ivy's mouth. "Really?" she asked, and I flushed."
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I turned back to the mirror, seeing that there were no lines on it. It was empty. "What happened to my mirror?" I said, bewildered. Then realizing that I was looking at the back of the dumb thing, I swore and turned it over."
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