I love the idea that magic and witchcraft and battles between supernatural creatures could be raging all around us but just out of our sight.
We're meant to be friends but you never tell me anything.
Smiling back at her, it occurs to me that I've never met a mean librarian.
It's funny how things work out sometimes.
He had tattooed all of the names of the men he had killed on his body...unfortunately he had run out of room.
Do you realise how much trouble you're in?" "Perhaps I'll have some Weetabix after all.