“Ever notice "demon" in the word pandemonium?”
J.C. McKenzie“Tall and built like a dense forest, Clint's broad shoulders made a girl want to learn how to scale trees. Except me. I wanted to start a forest fire.”
J.C. McKenzie, Beast Coast“Ever notice "demon" in the word pandemonium?”
J.C. McKenzie, Carpe Demon“As soon as I stepped onto the train, I knew why Shifters and Weres shunned the contraptions like E.coli avoided antibacterial agents on a petri dish. It smelled. Badly. A putrid mix of old man, sweaty socks, and cigarettes. My nose hairs didn't shrivel; they curled into the fetal position before they withered and died, leaving my nasal passage a dry, barren wasteland no longer capable of being harmed by the olfactory assault.”
J.C. McKenzie, Beast Coast“I have about as much artistic talent as a cluster of colour-blind hedgehogs in a bag.”
J.C. McKenzie, Beast Coast“Do you have a formal gown to wear?'I made a face.'Of course not.''What size are you?''Size awesome.'He gave me a blank stare.He didn't get it”
J.C. McKenzie, Beast Coast