I wish I could say I write 9-5. It's usually more like 8-6, every day but the weekends. — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
Maybe I could be friends with a ghost. I wouldn’t be able to kill him. — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
My God", he whispered. What have I done to her? He thought, humbled. The spell was broken, but it wasn't sealed, and her soul… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
I turned back to the mirror, seeing that there were no lines on it. It was empty. "What happened to my mirror?" I said,… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
“Half of it was meticulously arranged as an office with her computer - faster and more powerful than an industrial-sized package of laxative -… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
Actually,” I said, hesitant to bring it up, “I was thinking along the lines of a curse that can turn you human.” “Or witch?”… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
“I’m giving you fair warning, Mr. Cormel. If you bespell Rachel, I’ll open up your head for the sunshine to come in.” - Jenks” — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
The demon had trouble remembering what she was doing, but she was powerful, sort of the crazy Wendy of the lost lord-of-the-flies boys. — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
Your hair is a tangled mess,"he said, thinking he liked it that way, like a lion's mane. — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
“From my ear Jenks snickered. “Awwww, you two are so sweet, I could fart fairy balls.” — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
Uh... ," Ivy stammered, and I glanced up to see her eyes wide in consideration. "I'm kidding," I said. "It passed the lethal-amulet test,… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
I'll always be here," he said softly. "You can never fill my need, never drive me away, no matter how much you give me.… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
