Quotes About Demon

The German decision to fight is implacable. Even if they were given more than they ask, they would attack just the same, because they are possessed by the demon of destruction.

I have a poverty demon. I'll ask my accountant if I can afford something, and he'll say, 'What are you talking about?'

If you ever need to confirm that a girl is worth coming back from Hell for, show her your monster arm and see what she says.

How do you know if a demon is lying? His lips are moving.

Mentor's Official and Complete Procedural Handbook on Initial Succubus Intake and Probationary Period (Abridged). "Abridged?" I spun toward Jerome. "Tell me you're getting back at me for the time I accused you of wearing Old Spice." "That one's still coming," said the demon. "This one's for real.

Why, the man killed over two hundred demons with this sword. They say it is charmed such that whomever wields it cannot be killed by a demon." "How did he die?" "Knifed by an exotic dancer.

The poor lass had been wounded and banished from heaven, threatened by a demon, and groped by a vampire, all in one night.

From the back came an unearthly, satisfied chuckle. All I could see in the rearview mirror was a dark shadow with red goat-slitted eyes. Fear slithered through me. Shit, I have a demon in my backseat. What in hell am I playing with? "Good witch," Al said, his voice coming from nothing, and I stifled a shudder. "You're starting to understand.

Good God, Rachel, cant you go five minutes... sweet sticky hell on a stick!' the demon exclaimed, his thoughts reeling from anger to concern as he realized I was hopped up on something.

Having been a demon curse, however brief, should leave a mark. A streak of silver hair, or bewitching eyes. Maybe crows on one's roof or a hound from hell at your heel. Blowing out my breath I stood and squinted at my reflection. A black eye. Swell.

Al to Pierce) "You will make sure that nasty demon Ku'Sox doesn't kill her," Al said conversational y. "Understand? You're angry, but you still like her, yes? Want to have wild demon sex with her even if she ruined your attempt to kill me? Keep her alive, and you might get some. Eh? Eh? You'd like that, mmmm?

The demon's eyes flicked to mine, his smile widening. This is Nicholas Gregory Sparagmos's room, he said, and my breath caught. Delightful, just delightful! What are you doing in Nicky's room, Rachel? Ooooh, he summoned you to the West Coast, didn't he? Did you kill him? Good for you for taking care of that little problem! I should give you a bunny. Where is he? Stuffed in a closet? ~ Algaliarept, Black Magic Sanction, Kim Harrison

I am black," she said, and a shudder rippled through me. "I am foul with a thousand years of demon curses. Don't cross me or I will bring you and your house down. Rachel is the only clean thing I have, and you won't sully her to further your high ideas.

Minias smiled. Great. Another charming demon. I sort of prefer the insane ones.

This can't happen. Minias said it couldn't happen. I'm not a demon. It shouldn't work for me! I'm not a demon!" "Apparently," Al said, slamming into the bars in time with his words, "you're so damn close, it doesn't matter!

Rachel, you summon demons. You're good at it. Get over it, then find a way to make it work for you. It's not going to go away.

And don't try to sell me any crap about the kindly demon. I know three of you now, and you are all evil, insane, or just plain nasty.

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.

Demon summoning wasn't illegal, but my foot in their gut a couple of times might convince them it was a really bad idea.

And Trent," I said, watching Rex since Jenks was preoccupied with a flightless child. "Beloved city son and idiot billionaire goes and gets caught in the ever-after. Who has to bust her butt and make a deal with demons to get him back?" "The one who got him there?" Jenks said, and my eyes narrowed.

This is about Ku'Sox, isn't it," I said, more of a statement than a question. He made a sighing groan, and I knew it was. "Then you've met," he said, his thoughts clearly on the day-walking demon. "Funny, you don't look dead." His hand touched my chin, shifting it so he could see where I'd been pixed, the blisters itchy and red. "I'm surprised you survived the little designer dump. I nearly didn't.

Jenks shook his head. Rache, I really feel bad for her, but Ivy's right. She can't stay here. She needs professional help. Really? I said belligerently, feeling myself warm. I haven't heard of any group therapy sessions for retired demon familiars, have you?

Ku'Sox was indeed a demon. In. The. Sun. I needed answers, but I wanted them from Al, not…Cute Socks here.

I didn't kill Francis," I said. "He managed that all by himself. And Lee was dragged off by a demon he summoned. Nick went over a bridge." Mrs. Sarong's smile widened, and she patted my hand again. "Very well done on the last one," she said, glancing at her daughter. "Leaving an old boyfriend to clutter future relationships is investing in trouble.