This book is dedicated to you. Whether you are a Minion or a Skuttlebug or just, you know, a normal person, itโs because of you that I get to do what I love and laughingly call it work. I know some of you by name and some of you by sight (and some of you by smell, but letโs not get into that) but there are still countless others I have never met, and to all of you I say thank you for your support, your passion, and your lunacy.
Derek LandyShe's you, without your conscience, or your feelings. She's you without your humanity." "You're saying she's a mood swing?" He shrugged. "Or maybe you're her mood swing." "Don't even joke about that.
Derek LandySanguine felt the ridiculous urge to reach out and poke him, just to see if heโd react, but heโd seen that kind of anger before. It was the quiet kind. The dangerous kind.
Derek LandyHow have you been? Youโre still as beautiful as ever.โ โAs are you, my dear. I love your shoes.โ โArenโt they delightful? I saw them and just had to have them. Their previous owner wasnโt too keen to let them go, but I can be very persuasive when I want to be.โ โIs that her blood on the left one?โ โAnd no amount of scrubbing will get it out, either.
Derek LandyHe looked at her. 'In order to finish, I'll have to have defeated six Infected, Dusk, and Vengeous himself.' Yeah. So?' The Infected I can manage.' She frowned. 'And Vengeous? I mean, you can beat him, right?' Well,' he said, "I can certainly try. And trying is half the battle.' What's the other half?' He shrugged. 'Hitting him more times than he hits me.
Derek Landy