Susannah." My dance partner's breath was soft against my cheek. "Susannah...." Yeah. In my dreams. In real life, the voice calling my name wasn't a bit masculine. That's because it belonged to a twelve-year-old boy. — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
And I like a good horror story as much as the next person so long as they kill off some men too and not… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
My family, they're story tellers. My mom is Irish, and my dad is Italian. In my family, we weren't allowed to watch TV while… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
Courage is not the absence of fear but rather the judgement that something is more important than fear; The brave may not live forever… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
“No one has ever died of embarrassment-never, not once in the whole history of time.” — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
What's the point? was my attitude. We're all just going to die and then NOT be let on the boat. — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
Nikki "Brandon's never hurt anyone. He's competely sweet and adorable." I choked a little on the sip of sparkling water I'k just swallowed. If… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
“Of course it’s real, you bloody git,” Frank said to the young man behind the fruit cart, who had apparently questioned the legitimacy of… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
Strong female characters - even if they don't necessarily make the same decisions that we might - make such great narrative material, especially when… — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
“Communication goes two ways. Somebody has to talk. And somebody has to listen.” — Meg Cabot Copy Share Image
