I was cold, hungry, and in a hole in the ground. But at least I had my elven porn, damnit!

Rose to Rachel: You cry you get angry then you do something about it.

Confused, I asked, "The coven's what?" "Plumber," Ivy said, looking pale as she leaned on Glenn. "You know. Stops leaks?" Oh goodie. I'm a leak.

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.

I grew up reading SF in the 70s and 80s, and I like fast, thought-provoking plots that take you places in fully realized worlds.

I'd say she's get us both fired, but the I.S. doesn't let anyone go. Alive.

...It's easier to find a way to make money at something you love than to learn to love a job that you can make money at.