Quotes from Peter Lerangis

Aly put hers on top of mine. "I feel it." I flinched, yanking my hand back. "What happened?" Aly said. "Nothing," I said. "You startled me." Aly narrowed her eyes at me. "You're turning red." "No, I'm not." I turned away. "You . . . said you felt something. What did you feel?" "Warmth," she said. I swallowed. "Warmth?

He was wrong. I had managed to take everything apart. I was no Tailor. I was a Killer.

If we're going to die either way, there's no difference. At some point you have to trust somebody.

when you assume you make an ass of u and me—

You dragged me to safety," Marco said. "Jack is the definition of awesomesauce.

They were actually going to keep all four of us together. Tinker, Tailor, Sailor, Traitor.

Someday, I knew, I would have to forget. But I would never forgive.

We were family," Cass said softly. "We were all we had. And now we have nothing.

If I am dead, then death is cold.

I have all the time in the world," she said. "Literally.

I have everything to offer and nothing to lose

I DON'T THINK so." I blinked upward into Cass's face. His hair was haloed by a fluorescent ceiling light. I was in a glaringly bright room with puke-green walls and a tiled floor. My arm was attached to an IV stand, and by the wall was a wheeled table with beeping medical machines. "Huh?" I said. "You called me Mom. I said, 'I don't think so.'" "Sorry," I said. "The Dream.

Our guests arrive with sadness and broken dreams. Their thoughts eat at them for an entire lifetime. They may have an image of themselves they cannot live up to. Or hold a grudge. Or pine for a love that can never be.

The head of the Massa," I said, "is my mom.

And stay away from bushes. Why? Dude, this is South Africa home of the cobras. And I don't mean the hot ones like Ian.

She is the daughter of a jackal and a weasel, and she deserves to be spanked with a broom! --Manolo

As she ran off, Aly and Cass sank to the ground, exhaling with relief. I looked back the way we'd come. I could see through the gate and down a long, sloped path to the city plaza. Marco was nowhere in sight.

We have reports of a small stink bomb near the Euphrates that nuked all wildlife within a hundred-yard radius.

I sat in my room, glumly putting on a pair of khaki pants and a button-down KI-logo shirt.

I screamed, which means I can't tell you the actual words.

ninjas on steroids

I DO NOT hear them, but I know they are near. The creatures. The men. They hunt me through the rocks and jungle trees. I must move, but I cannot. I fear my ankle is broken. If I stay, they will flush me out of this hiding place. When they are through with Father, they will come for me. I pray they spare him. It is I whom they seek.

a follower tells, but a leader shows.

Normal is the enemy of interesting.