804 Quotes About Urban-fantasy

Not my species, not my problem.

I mean, electric shock? Isn’t that a bit... electric shock-y?

You both talk too much,” the kid says. “Shut up. Don’t make me tell you again.”We shut up, which I find hysterically funny.

Zarah, you do know that we are supposed to be a graceful species, don't you?

What is on that memory stick, if you don’t mind me asking?”She was following him back into his apartment when he asked, and realized she still clutched it.“Something I never want to see again.

He was a thing of grace and brooding angles. A brilliant, if toxic, collection of ingredients, so flagrantly like a man in shape and substance.

People call them cobwebs. I’d never seen a cob. Those are fucking spiders that make the webs, when there is a spider web there is a spider made it. You find a cob, you check and see aint it got eight legs and eats bugs, which is mighty close to the definition of a spider in my book.

It’s a picture,” Nosh explained, grinning at my innocence. “This is a phone. It’s made of metal, plastic, and glass. I can use it to call people over long distances. Or find answers to questions. Or directions to go places. Or to order food.”I blinked, dumbfounded. “A demon familiar…” I breathed. I snatched it back from his hand and held it to my mouth. “Bring me blood, demon. Your master is thirsty.” I pulled the phone away and stared at it, wondering where the food would appear.

Don't allow yourself to become the monster humans wish to make you. Don't live down to their expectations or try to absorb their morality. They're not worth it.