My brother broke into a toothy grin. "Yay! Your brain works!

You're a stalker with hooves." "I am not! I followed her to the Big House and hid in a bush and watched the whole thing.

And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.

But if she'd realized that nine desiccated zombie nymphs would be waiting for her, she never would have come down here.

Apollo?” I guessed… He put a finger to his lips. “I’m incognito. Call me Fred.” A god named Fred?

But not like this: not with the house just an afterimage, and my mom a spirit, and my dad...recycled." "Carter Kane, Chapter 41

Nice creepy reptile,” Frank said, very aware of the driftwood in his coat pocket. “Nice poisonous, fire-breathing reptile.