Not only is he mentally challenged, all he has is a couple…

“We're close. I can smell their faint scent," Blake whispered. Kieran snorted. "That makes one of us. All I smell is dog shit.”

— Jayde Scott

“In an angry fit, my mother had called him an airhead, who couldn't find his brain even if it came knocking on his door.”

— Jayde Scott

“How could I persuade the in-laws I was the right one for their daughter when, instead of focusing on small talk, all I could…

— Jayde Scott

“No idea how you figured out the riddle, but you scooped the first prize. Congratulations. You've just won a vacation to a big, relaxing…

— Jayde Scott

“I'm sorry but I don't need saving. Maybe pour all that energy into a worthy cause, like saving the whales, or the Rainforest. I…

— Jayde Scott

“You freaking bit me," I said, my voice hoarse. "You're lucky I don't call animal control.”

— Jayde Scott

“The shapes inched closer. I gaped at them, trying to discern their features. "I think I see dead people," I whispered. "Yep," Aidan said,…

— Jayde Scott

“Kieran grinned. "You look good when you're angry. Now say the pitchfork line again with more oomph.”

— Jayde Scott

“I laughed. " So, let me get this straight. You slayed the dragon, jumped over the moat, climbed the tower of the evil King's…

— Jayde Scott

“My mother always advised me not to trust a dead person.”

— Jayde Scott

“Great way to impress your future brother-in-law, by the way," Kieran continued. "You look like you took a blood bath. The only thing missing…

— Jayde Scott

“Amber laughed. "What makes you think I'd marry you?" "What makes you think you'd have a choice?" "I'm not into bad guys," she said.”

— Jayde Scott

“Congrats, bro. You've just sold your soul to the devil. Wait. You don't have a soul.”

— Jayde Scott

“Hi there, I'm—" "An idiot," Kieran said, rolling his eyes. Thrain grinned and shook Clare's hand. "Well, hello, Miss Idiot.”

— Jayde Scott

“Wait." Amber jumped up wide-eyed. "Is she a—" "A ghost " I smirked. "Amber you're a necromancer in a show about raising the dead.…

— Jayde Scott