Can you do that?” Thomas asked. “Huh?” “Kill someone three times.” “I’d figure out a way.

The betrayal meant he couldn't trust her anymore, and his heart told him he couldn't forgive her.

The Creators,” Minho said; then he spat on the floor. “I’m gonna break your faces!

Quit voting me down before you even think about what I'm saying.

Awww," Minho said. "That's almost as sweet as that time she slammed the end of a spear into your shuck face.

He didn't have a single clue what was going on with these two strangers, but every instinct told him Master George equaled good, Mistress Jane equaled bald- he blinked-uh, bad.

She paused. That's just my way of saying I would've killed you if you'd died.