Voldemort the corn snake with the shoe fetish. Wonderful.

Jackson snorted. And Selena play - slapped his chest, like he was her mischievous boyf

What's he doing here anyway? And where is his shirt? I take a quick glance and swallow hard. Never mind. The shirt can stay gone.

"Laughter comes from living." I shrug, try to sound indifferent. "I've never really been alive before."

Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and adventures are the shadow truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes and forgotten.

Skathis might have been an artist, but he'd been a vile one. Strange the dreamer was an artist, too, and he was the antidote to vile.

... all I knew were novels. It gave me pause, for a moment, that all my reference points were fiction, that all my narratives were lies.

Friendship isn't always sunnyside up.

We couldn't believe our luck, and for a little while it felt like we were on some big train rolling down a hill, and all we cared about was how great it felt to be going fast.

I just prefer my fiction with more teeth.

Fuck, yes. Merrick stood. And if you're telling this story, I'm getting the bottle.

Fiction becomes visual by becoming verbal

Action is the pulse of any good story, but the character is the heart. If the action has no consequence to the character, the story loses heart.

"Fiction is very, very important," he said, his voice rising. "Storytelling is how people learn. You get people to understand new cultures and other lives through stories. Made-up stories. Fiction."

I am serving the purpose for which I was designed, therefore I am satisfied with my existence.

I, this town. Why does every hideous supernatural thing that happens happen? I'm gone for a few months and. Be right back. Grrrll frrrsl rassle mrrrfl.

Sounds like that happens to you a lot. Bet your girlfriend wasn't thrilled, though. He said, raising his scarred eyebrow. His dark eyes crinkled. No one, she said. Well, I don't anymore, if anyone's...

I think those girls on the left side with the signs are members of Rick's Chicks, she returned, mostly to see if she could rattle him. So are you, if you get the newsletter. Sam smiled. She couldn't...

Catcher pulled out his phone, rose, and walked away from the table to make the call. "I'm going to advise Chuck of our little breakthrough. Good job, Mallocake." We all looked at Mallory. "Did he just...

You're hot for Quinn. For a moment Amy froze like a bunny in the car headlights. Then she made a rude noise. Am not. Don't be ridiculous. Bullshit. You want to get busy with him. You want to climb him...

We Catholics are very much given to the Instant Answer. Fiction doesn't have any. It leaves us, like Job, with a renewed sense of mystery. St. Gregory wrote that every time the sacred text describes a...

I locked the door, for what good it would do me, and went to bed. The Browning Hi-Power was in its second home, a modified holster strapped to the headboard of my bed. The crucifix was cool metal...

Your average witch is not, by nature, a social animal as far as other witches are concerned. There's a conflict of dominant personalities. There's a group of ringleaders without a ring. There's the...

What the hell did this Curran do to you? Killed your master, stole your girl, burned down your castle? What?

Did you think I was sitting on my hands? I thought you might be injured. We've met, you and I? I'm making room for your ego.

Dess shook her head. Before he walked off, Rex said for you to wait. He said it's totally important you don't touch Angie until he comes back. and he said that if you were a pain about it, I get to...

Dorothy L. Sayers used to say that mystery stories were the only moral fiction of the modern world - because in a mystery, you were guaranteed to see that the bad got punished, the good got rewarded...

So it would be me. Alone. Rhys kissed my brow. If someone propositions you, tell them we'll both be free in an hour.

You look... better than before. Was that a compliment? I could have sworn Lucien gave Tamlin an encouraging nod. And your hair is... clean.

She approached me with enough sex appeal to stampede a businessmen's lunch