I love inventing interesting people and then pushing them to their absolute limits - and usually those absolute limits involve homicidal faeries, werewolves, or some other paranormal menace.

His home was populated by things and creatures from Niall Lynch's dreams, and his mother was just another one of them

Flustered, she replied, "You're not my - my - grandmother, or something." "You'd talk about this with your grandmother? I can't possibly imagine discussing my dating life with mine. She's a lovely woman, I suppose. If you like them bald and racist.

I was against felonies when a misdemeanor would do.

If Adam was stupid about his pride, Gansey was stupid about Adam.

It was a sort of ferocious, quiet beauty, the sort that wouldn't let you admire it. The sort of beauty that always hurt.

No, you used nouns and verbs together in a pleasing but illogical format.