“Harry Potter isn’t real? Oh no! Wait, wait, what do you mean by real? Is this video blog real? Am I real if you can see me and hear me, but only through the internet? Are you real if I can read your comment but I don’t know who you are or what your name is or where you’re from or what you look like or how old you are? I know all of those things about Harry Potter. Maybe Harry Potter’s real and you’re not.”
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“I must be dreaming. Bring that sweet ass over here and I'll show you what God made women and well-hung Scotsmen for.”
― Shadowfever
― Shadowfever
“I sniffed, wiping my eyes. “Look at that,” I muttered. “The bastard
made me cry.”
Jenks’ wings made a cool spot on my neck. “Want me to pixy him?”
“No. But now I don’t have the chance of a ghost’s fart in a windstorm
to get that Pandora charm.” That’s not really what was bothering me,
though. It was Trent. Why did I even care what he thought?”
― White Witch, Black Curse
made me cry.”
Jenks’ wings made a cool spot on my neck. “Want me to pixy him?”
“No. But now I don’t have the chance of a ghost’s fart in a windstorm
to get that Pandora charm.” That’s not really what was bothering me,
though. It was Trent. Why did I even care what he thought?”
― White Witch, Black Curse
“Kaufman almost smiled at the perfection of its horror. He felt an offer of insanity tickling the base of his skull, tempting him into oblivion, promising a blank indifference to the world.”
― Books of Blood: Volume One
― Books of Blood: Volume One
“We want to climb in with you,' Dermot said. 'We'll all sleep better.'
That seemed incredibly weird and creepy to me - or maybe I only thought it should have. I was simply too tired to argue. I climbed in the bed. Claude got in on one side of me, Dermot on the other. Just when I was thinking, I would never be able to sleep, that this situation was too odd and too wrong, I felt a kind of blissful relaxation roll through my body, a kind of unfamiliar comfort. I was with family. I was with blood.
And I slept.”
― Dead in the Family
That seemed incredibly weird and creepy to me - or maybe I only thought it should have. I was simply too tired to argue. I climbed in the bed. Claude got in on one side of me, Dermot on the other. Just when I was thinking, I would never be able to sleep, that this situation was too odd and too wrong, I felt a kind of blissful relaxation roll through my body, a kind of unfamiliar comfort. I was with family. I was with blood.
And I slept.”
― Dead in the Family
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