By lunchtime, the rest of the school was still talking about last night’s epic howler at Hell Hall, but Mal had no interest. The party was the past; she’d moved on. She had bigger things to worry abou...
And he was right. Because Carlos De Vil’s brain, by way of comparison, was almost as big as Cruella De Vil’s fur-coat closet. That’s what Carlos tried to tell himself, anyway, especially when people w...
Wonder how a country so divided can stand? We will only stand if we learn to accept and even embrace each other’s differences rather than allow them to divide us. It is a childish fantasy to expect ev...
Books are passports to a deeper knowledge and understanding of the world
You've won, Jack said softly. He looked at Mimi with such fiery hatred that she almost cowered at his words. But she was no weakling. She was Azrael, and Azrael did not cower, not even to Abbadon.I've...
When you meet the right person, it’s like nothing else—nobody else. No one in your past ever mattered.
What happened to your face?' she asked.'It fell on a fist.' He shrugged.'That happens a lot?''Enough.
This was the nightmare that had plagued her for months...the same despair that washed over her now. She was losing him.
They would rampage up and down the island, terrorizing step-granddaughters and traumatizing even the most stalwart goons, and no one
They were embarking on a journey into the darkness inside themselves.
Instead of fearing the future, I should live and enjoy the present, she told herself.
In other words, time was a kind of palimpsest, traces of the past peeking through the present, only to be written over in the future again.
I think kindness, out of all virtues, is the best quality to have.
I love her because she has become something more to me. She has become my life. -Jack
But these aren’t just stories, she’d said. They’re whole kingdoms. They’re worlds. They’re perspectives and opinions you can’t offer, from lives you haven’t lived. They’re more valuable than any gold...
And just like magic, the Isle of the Lost began to form before their eyes, including the hidden and forbidden zones. The Forbidden Fortress appeared, a menacing-looking castle of spiky walls and twist...
A brain with no heart and no reasoning ... well, nothing is more meaningless.
And Schuyler hoped with all her heart that he would never find out the truth.
Witch. A goddess. Someone not of this earth but not apart from it either. A woman to be loved and feared and adored.
You have punished me long enough, you have punished yourself long enough. Return to me. I beg.