“It’s a stereotype,” he hissed. “It’s a damn stereotype and it’s harmful. If this catches on, we’ll have all sorts of sorcerers running around, waving wands and chanting spells. Do you know how ridiculous we’d look?” Tanith shrugged. “I liked… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
Stephanie could see the greed seep into the watery eyes of her father’s other brother, a horrible little man called Fergus, as he nodded… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
“But if you can confront your inner demons—" "I did confront my inner demon. I punched him in the face and he exploded." Valkyrie… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
“What does a clue look like?" Tanith whispered. Stephanie fought the giggle down and whispered back. "I'm looking for a footprint or something." "Have… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
“He took her hand in his and knelt before her. Valkyrie looked at him. He was serious. (...)'Dude, I'm sixteen.' 'I love you.' 'That… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
What?" she asked again. He pointed ahead of them. "See that?" "What, the snow?" "Beyond that." "More snow?" "Stop looking at the snow. — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
The Baron, unfortunately, turns it all the way up to eleven." "Seriously? Because, you know, that's one more evil — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
“Valkyrie walked over to her. Since she had met her, all she'd wanted to do was punch her face in. But that was when… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
“I've always been a monster,' Scapegrace told her, 'but now, finally, my physical for reflects my inner darkness.' 'You smell terrible.' 'That's the smell… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
The rain battered the cottage. Valkyrie risked a look up at Skulduggery. “What is it?” she whispered. “It’s a box,” he whispered back. “What… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
There’s no such thing as winning or losing. There is won and there is lost, there is victory and defeat. There are absolutes. Everything… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
