The Torment turned his head to him, and frowned. "Who are you?" "I'm... sorry? It's me, it's Vaurien. Vaurien Scapegrace. I... built… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
Don’t kill me,” he sobbed as he lay there. “Oh God, please don’t kill me.” “If you had let me finish,” Skulduggery… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
I love you.' 'Yeah, well...' 'You make my heart want to beat.' 'That's nice and creepy. But I'm with Fletcher.(...) Also, these… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
She’s not… She’s not datin’ the skeleton, is she? How would that be even possible, let alone… nice? He’s got no skin,… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
Personally, I think knees should be kept for the eighth or ninth date, or the wedding day. As a nice surprise you… — 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
