Honey, you’re pouting. That’s not dangerous. It’s adorable.
Dragons, I said. They’re hoarders. They keep the things they think are pretty. Gold and jewels. In this case, Justin. To each his own, I guess.
(a.) Together.
Gary laughed. Yeah, but then people meet you and you’re all skinny and adorable, and they’re all like whaaaa?
What did I tell you, Mr. Pippin?' said Sam, sheathing his sword. 'Wolves won't get him. That was an eye-opener, and no mistake! Nearly singed the hair off my head!
Too bad you’re like my older sister. We could have been something special.I narrowed my eyes at him. Older? You’re seventy-six!Boo, you whore, he said.
Nervous? he asked, his voice barely audible above the steady slice of his oars through the calm bay. No, she lied.Me too.
With nothing else to distract her, Celeana eventually returned to thinking about Sam. Even weeks later, she had no idea how she'd somehow gotten attached to him, what he'd been shouting when Arobynn b...
Well, he was certainly desirable-as desirable as Sam, maybe. Sam-when had she ever thought of him as desirable? He'd laugh until he died if ever knew she thought of him like that.
Okay, time in. I can yell at whoever I want!You really can’t, Gary said. It’s unattractive on you. Some people pull off the angry look. You’re not one of them.
He drew a deep breath. 'Well, I'm back,' he said.
Afraid she and I had a summer romance? That insufferable grin was still there.I hope you did. I certainly enjoyed myself this summer.The smile faded at that. What do you mean?She brushed an invisible...
Honey bear, the unicorn said. You are the gayest thing I’ve seen since I last saw my own reflection.
He has wet dreams and moans dirty things about chest hair.That was one time. Okay, more like six times.
He grinned at me again, and the butterflies in my stomach turned into dragons and laid waste to my innards.
He couldn't be dead. Not from the dagger, or those dozen pirates, or from the catapult. No, Sam couldn't be so stupid that he'd get himself killed. She'd... she'd... Well she'd kill him if he was dead...
You okay, Sam?Ha-ha, why wouldn’t I be? Everything is peachy! I’m okay. I’m better than okay.Okay. I only ask because you haven’t stopped staring at me for the last four hours.You lie with all your li...
Hi, my name is Ryan Foxheart. Oh no! There’s danger afoot! Let me pull out my sword and pose. I mimed pulling a sword from my side and cocked an eyebrow. Notice how dashing I am. And immaculate. And t...
As the memory of that day echoed through her, she remembered the words Sam kept screaming at Arobynn, as the King of the Assassins beat her, the words that she'd somehow forgotten in the fog of pain:...
Arobynn hit her-her ribs, her jaw, her gut. And her face. Again and again and again. Careful blows, meant to inflict as much pain as possible without doing permanent damage. And Sam kept roaring, shou...
You can't go.Give me a reason why I shouldn't.Because I'll miss you, damn it! she hissed, splaying her arms. Because what's the point in anything if you just disappear forever?The point in what, Celae...