Quotes from Tui T. Sutherland

Is Princess Blaze here?" Six-Claws asked. The teacher snorted. "Do you see anyone drawing tiaras in the margins of their history scrolls? Then, no." "Do you know where she might be?" "My guess? Drooling over a pile of gems or sharing adoring sighs with a mirror somewhere," he snapped. "Stop interrupting our lesson.

I can make a stab at comforting!" Tsunami joked. "Let me try … um … hey, it's only two dragons, right? Ah, they won't be able to do anything. Deathbringer will totally stop them if they go anywhere near her. I mean, that is his entire purpose in life, as far as I can tell. And if they kill him, Glory will take them down with her magical death spit. So don't worry, pat pat pat.

Blaze doesn't like any dragons prettier than she is. Which Glory is. Not that I've noticed, myself, personally. It's just a fact.

Thank you for getting me out of there," the dragon panted as they landed. "I'm Dune." "Six-Claws. What was that all about?" Dune immediately looked at Six-Claws's talons — yes, he had six claws on each of his front feet instead of the usual five; thanks so much for letting everyone know right away, parents — and then tried very hard to pretend that he hadn't.

I will find out." Violet said. "I am excellent at thing-finding-out." "But won't you get in trouble?" Ivy asked anxiously. "My parents yell at me when I try to find things out." "Then I will yell BACK," said Daffodil. That is what I am excellent at.

That's true." Clay's wings drooped. "It might not be what you're hoping for, Tsunami. Like finding out my mother sold me for a cow." "Hey." said Glory. "It was at least two cows.

overreacting melodramatic nonsense.

Matthew rolled up in the Kahns' dilapidated van. "Hey there, vagrants," he said. "Sorry, my mom says I'm not allowed to pick up hitchhikers.

you were the only NightWing dragonet who hatched on the brightest night. My egg hatched a couple of months later, here, actually. I have this really vague memory of fire and rough scales rubbing my back. I didn't remember that until I smelled

Queen Glory's royal pavilion

She closed her eyes and tried to see if a future unfolded around that idea. Would she end up in the asylum?

look at that river and think, I can't swim. But I remember diving into dark green oceans studded with drifting pieces of ice. I look at my claws and think, I'm clumsy and useless. But I remember winning every competition — I remember being at the top of the rankings. I feel like the air is too warm and I think I can't wait to go home and roll in snow, but I imagine being surrounded by IceWings and I immediately want to kill them all to protect my queen.

And what would happen now? What if her dragonet was broken? After all the lying and worrying, she wasn't sure she could survive if there was something wrong. I will love her anyway, she thought fiercely, hoping that was true.

I know," he said, looking down his nose at the SandWing. "Obviously I figured that out. That's the only reason I'm agreeing to this." "Oh," Qibli said with a rakish grin. "I thought perhaps it was because I'm so charming and convincing.

I'm in favor of breathing. Definitely better than not breathing.

A chill like midnight in the desert slithered down Six-Claws's spine. He watched the crowd part around Princess Blister as she stepped forward. Her obsidian-black eyes raked over Six-Claws. He could practically see her mind analyzing him and fitting him into a category — something like Irksome Nuisance or Idiot Who Ruined My Plan.

There was a loud crack, then a splintering sound, and suddenly the sharpest, most wicked-looking stalactite broke off from the ceiling and plummeted down toward Icicle.

So let me get this straight," she said. "You're telling me nothing about why you're here, but you expect me to bring you into our kingdom and buy you a drink. NightWings really do think highly of themselves, don't they?" "What if I bought you that drink?" he offered.

Oh, Moonwatcher, my new favorite dragon. This dragonet with her brain full of bubbles is not your only possibility. I believe you and I are destined for a great friendship.

This just proves what I've always said," Tsunami observed. "Who needs a prophecy to tell you how to make an awesome destiny?

That's …" Morrowseer paused and regarded him for a moment. "Aggravating. I don't do business with sniveling dragonets." "Then you're in luck," said Deathbringer. "I am firmly anti-sniveling myself.

Perhaps that's one downside to staying isolated, Starflight thought. They keep themselves separate to seem more powerful, and yet they're cut off from so much potential knowledge.

Something is coming to shake the earth. (That was definitely Darkstalker, rising from his prison.) Something is coming to scorch the ground. (He was pretty sure this was Darkstalker, too.) Jade Mountain will fall beneath thunder and ice. (Why? When? How soon?) Unless the lost city of night can be found.

Inside her head, Darkstalker sighed. I literally can't see any future where I can talk you out of this. Oh, good, Moon thought, Then take a break and don't try.