Cole grasped a handful of vials and syringes with one hand and dumped them on the island in front of me. They rolled and whirled in misshapen circles on the counter surface. "Here are our options." My ears rang. "We have more than one?" "Three, precisely," Cole said. He pointed to each in turn. "That one makes you a wolf. That one makes me a wolf. That one gives us both seizures.

What do you mean? Grace Brisbane, you do not mean that you're not going back home again. Tell me that this was just because you were momentarily angry at them for grounding you. Or even tell me it's because you could not live without The Boy's stunning Boyfruits for another night. But don't tell me you think it's forever!

It was mint and memories and the past and the future and she felt as if she’d done this before and already she longed to do it again.

Okay, outside," the clerk said. "Conversation outside. Bye! Have a nice night!

Gansey studied Adam's erratic handwriting. His letters always looked like they were running from something.

You look like a puppy. Like I'm jingling my keys and you're jumping by the door waiting for your walk" "Woof.

Blue tried not to look at Gansey's boat shoes; she felt better about him as a person if she pretended he wasn't wearing them.