Something stirred inside him when she spoke about her family, some long-buried pain. "I don't like to talk about my past much or my family," he told her. "I lost them a long time ago ( Read more... )

"I want to go to LA and go shopping," Phoebe announced on quiet Saturday morning ( Read more... )

Phoebe says I worry too much, but I can't help it. I know how demons think. I know what they're capable of. I know what factions are out there and what their goals are. There may not be a Source of All Evil right now, but there are contenders for the title -- in name, if not in fact. The stronger factions want to prove they're the best. The ( Read more... )

I once told Paige that I've come to terms with my evil past. But that's a lie. The things I've done, they still haunt me. Sometimes I don't think that Phoebe entirely realizes the horrible things that I've done to witches and innocents in the past. If she did, she wouldn't be able to look at me ( Read more... )

Silly question. Of course I have. I rebelled against the Underworld and the Source when I refused to kill the Charmed Ones. I became a traitor a hundredfold times when I actually helped them destroy other demons come to claim their lives ( Read more... )

Cole huddled in a dark corner in his Underworld lair, thoughts of what had just happened racing through his mind. He'd lost the battle against the evil inside himself. Raynor was more powerful than he could ever hope to be. He'd killed a witch, despite swearing he would never harm another innocent. He'd lost Phoebe and her love. He felt sick ( Read more... )

Demons don't usually do monogamy. Demonic relationships are usually all about control and power and possession. Not love. Never love, since evil can't love. It's lust masquerading as love at best. Demons can want, they can covet, they can desire, but they can't feel the true passion of love ( Read more... )

Belthazor walked down the hallway, his senses alert for any movement. When the knife whistled past his head, his suspicions were confirmed. The witch knew he was there ( Read more... )

Do I make friends easily? In short, no. Not at all. Growing up in the Underworld makes you paranoid and untrusting, especially when you are a part-human half-breed. I learned almost immediately that the other boys in the Brotherhood were not my friends. Some made their hatred of me known right away. Others pretended to be the friends I so ( Read more... )

When the Source of All Evil began to possess me, I ended up with several blank spots in my memory. Sometimes the truth was obscured by nightmares that faded when I awoke; other times there was just nothing there ( Read more... )