I gulped, then stepped over the threshold into the house where I'd lived as a boy. After eighteen long years of wandering, I had finally come home.
Darren ShanBut you're like me,” he says. “An outsider. Different. A freak. We're both weird, which is why we get along.
Darren ShanIf this were a made-up story, it would begin at night, with a storm blowing and owls hooting and rattling noises under the bed.
Darren Shan... please Lady... Do not speak of it. I was young and foolish." "You most certainly were." "You are cruel, Evanna.
Darren Shan