Whoโs going to keep them from wiping us out species by species? Not me. We arenโt prepared for a new demographic of magic-using humans who are sadistic, power hungry, donโt like Inderlanders, and see genocide as an acceptable form of communication.
Kim HarrisonA witch, a vampire, and a pixy walk into a bar, I thought as I led the way into the Squirrelโs End. It was early, and the sun had yet to set when the door swung shut behind Jenks, sealing us in the warm air smelling faintly of smoke. Immediately Nick yanked it open to come in behind us. And thereโs the punch line.
Kim HarrisonKisten, 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." "Tell Ivy," he said with a gasp, clenching in on himself. "Tell Ivy that it wasn't her fault. And tell her that at the end... you remember love. I don't think... we lose our souls... at all. I think God keeps them for us until we... come home. I love you, Rachel." "I love you, too, Kisten," I sobbed, and as I watched, his eyes, memorizing my face, silvered, and he died.
Kim Harrison