You have been given a great power. But no power comes without a price. That is how magic works. How the universe works. All things kept in balance.

So Santa Claus is bogus but Grim Reapers are the genuine article. What does that say about the world?

I didn't do anything wrong. I swear.'He grunted. 'Like I've never heard that before. Funny, but I expected a little more originality from Moira's daughter.''Yeah, well, the dog ate my notebook with all my good excuses.

Nope, there wasn't any getting out of this. Real first name meant business.

The future is never fixed, but always in flux until the moment it meets with the present.

He kissed her, and something moved between them, an unspoken bond pulling them together over what they had gone through and what they would face. But those memoires and thoughts faded away until there was nothing but the sensation of his lips on hers, the exchange of breath and the soft harmony of hearts beating. For one blissful moment they were nothing but feelings and physical sensation. The moment lasted a very long time.

The werewolf pointed at a bench next to the door into the Kirkwoods’ tomb. “Sit. Wait.”Did I mention werewolves were chatty?

We may be a little broken these days but I wouldn't trade it for anything.