Will Harrison
Will Harrison
camps knows trusted
Just so you know, I’ve trusted you since camp.
nasty
Trent and Ellasbeth did the nasty? Ewwww!
badass witch
Come on, Rachel!" Jenks shrilled. "You're a badass, not a bad witch!
scare fright
What are you?" I rasped. It smiled. "Whatever scares you.
puppy
Puppy presents on the rug. This sucked.
ex-boyfriend alive rats
Nick as in my former boyfriend Nick. Ex-rat, ex-boyfriend, ex-alive if I ever got hold of him Nick.
going-away demon over-it
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.
eerie ice-cream blood
I thought Trent should get over his pixy paranoia and admit he had an eerie attraction to them, like every other pure-blood elf I’d met. So he liked pixies. I liked double-crunch ice cream, but you didn’t see me avoiding it in the grocery store.
penguins warmth
She smiled with the warmth of a penguin.
smell would-be starting
It was starting to smell really good in here. And if I liked what it smelled like, then they were liking what they were smelling, and ah…that would be me.
idiot trouble submission
They weren’t idiots, but I attracted trouble that just begged me to beat it into submission.
six-months sitting razors
Good God,” I whispered, sitting on the van’s cot and looking at my legs, horrified. They were hairy—not wolf hairy, but an I-couldn’t-find-my-razor-the-last-six-months hairy. Utterly grossed out, I took a peek at my armpit, jerking away. Oh, that’s just…nasty.
ivy voice foyers
Rachel?” came Ivy’s voice from her room. “Where’s my sword?” “In the foyer where you left it last week when the evangelists were canvassing the neighborhood
sick safety soul
I felt sick. Buying Kisten’s and my safety from Piscary was so wrong. But it was either that or deal with a demon, and I’d rather keep my soul clean and let my morals get dingy.