“Sam was stiff and tired. He crept onto the houseboat, careful not to wake anyone, and sidled down the narrow passage to… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“They closed the door on the cabin. There wasn’t room enough for them to stand, so they fell into each other’s arms… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“Astrid found the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it up over his head. She unbuckled his belt and shoved his jeans… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
“Sam woke to a feeling of utter, profound, incredible relief. He closed his eyes as soon as he opened them, afraid that… — 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
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
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
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
Paranoia," Sam muttered. "You're going slowly nuts, dude. Or maybe not so slowly, since you're talking to yourself. — Michael Grant Copy Share
“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
“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
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
“ 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
“It's not like I've spent my life beating he boys back with a flaming torch.” — Michael Grant Copy Share
You don't look so much like a great hero,' Jarrah said. 'I'm pretty sure I'm not,' Mack said wearily. 'My throat is hoarse from… — Michael Grant Copy Share
“Lana said, “Sam, can you, you know, like burn that concrete off her hands?” — Michael Grant Copy Share
