“Who are you?’ Gaia gasped. The girl froze for a moment. Looked at her. Smiled and said, ‘Who am I? I’m the… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“I don’t guess you can outrun an explosion, right?” Sam asked doubtfully. Jack rolled his eyes and sighed his condescending geek sigh.… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“Where’s Sam?” Brianna asked. “He’s out. So is Edilio,” Dekka said. “You going to tell us what’s in the bag or do… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“When she came back down, Sam and Astrid had arrived. Sam hugged Dekka, and the two of them stayed that way for… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“He pictured himself at the lake, on a houseboat. Dekka would be there, and Brianna and Jack. He would have friends. He… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
So, Diana thought, that was the bait she had to lay out for Jack. Of course. What else? He might lust for Diana, and… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
He wanted to go running home to Mommy, what can I say? Of course, it's hard for me to believe that anyone would choose… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
Here's the thing: I am not beautiful. I'm pretty. I'll allow that much. Pretty. But I'm not the girl boys long for. — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
It's Sanjit. It's a Hindu name. It means 'invincible.'" "That's great," Lana said. "Invincible. I can't be vinced." "That's not even a word," Lana… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
Paranoia," Sam muttered. "You're going slowly nuts, dude. Or maybe not so slowly, since you're talking to yourself. — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“I don’t care what your excuse is, I don’t care what you think God told you to do, if you are in the business… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“The computer's password protected. I try the basics: 1,2,3,4. QWERTY. YTREWQ, which is qwerty backward. PASSWORD. A few others. Whoever uses this computer isn't… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
Say it. But..." "But what?" he asked. She whispered it, sounding too vulnerable. "But only if its the truth, Caine. Only. If." "I love… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“ Rio : – What the hell is the point of worrying about it? I don’t see Geer or Pang or Stick moping. Jen… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“It's not like I've spent my life beating he boys back with a flaming torch.” — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
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