“Gansey was full of the knowledge that he needed to do something about Ronan Lynch before Ronan did something about Ronan Lynch.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“It was becoming a nightmare. Ronan could hear the night horrors coming, in love with his blood and his sadness.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Ronan didn't need physics. He could intimidate even a piece of plywood into doing what he wanted. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Adam was beginning to realize he hadn't known Ronan at all. Or rather, he had known part of him and assumed it… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“What's happening here?" This last bit was hissed to Ronan and Noah. "Noah took a personal day." "I lost..." Noah struggled for… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Adam's response was buried in the sound of the first-story door falling open. Noah slouched in. In a wounded tone, he said,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Noah had wandered down the aisle, but now he gleefully returned with a snow globe. He stood behind Ronan until he pushed… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t me,” Ronan said. He looked to Blue, who shrugged. He caught Adam’s eye. When Adam’s mouth quirked, Ronan’s expression stilled… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Ronan looked angry, but he was in the mood where he was going to look angry no matter what. "I don't know… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Ronan looked at Blue, eyes narrowed. She didn't look away. This was a game she sometimes played with Ronan Lynch: Who would… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“From the passenger seat, Ronan began to swear at Adam. It was a long, involved swear, using every forbidden word possible, often… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I’m not using any word,” Ronan said. The annoying thing about Ronan was always that he was angry when everyone else was… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“on top of lumpy tufts of valley grass. A semitruck roared by without pause; the Camaro rocked in its wake. On the… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“As Gansey led the way out, Noah said to Ronan, “I know why you’re mad.” Ronan sneered at him, but his pulse… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Gansey's partying with his mother," Ronan said. He smelled like beer. "And Noah's fucking dead. But Parrish is here.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Ronan Lynch lived with every sort of secret. His first secret was himself. He was brother to a liar and brother to… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
He was clearly related to Declan: same nose, same dark eyebrows, same phenomenal teeth. But there was a carefully cultivated sense of… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“So they were at an impasse. "Gansey boy! DICK." Ronan whirled and walked backward to face the shouter. He spread his arms… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“The demon kept pulling him unconscious, and in those short bursts of blackness, the dreamer snatched at light, and when he swam… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Granddad said I needed to get some muscles because I was looking gay these days. No, he didn't really say that. Speaking… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I couldn't sleep," Gansey said truthfully. Then, after a pause, "You're not going to try to kill Greenmantle, are you?" Ronan's chin… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
His home was populated by things and creatures from Niall Lynch's dreams, and his mother was just another one of them — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile he pulled my hand toward… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, there lived a boy, and he had to risk everything to keep what he loved. But really the story was:… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I think-I need to ask an embarrassing question. Do you think I could borrow a pair of scrubs? I-uh-my pants-" "Oh!" Cried the poor… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
We dance, we dance. You hold the thread of my soul. You spin, you spin. And you unravel the part from the whole. We… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“At least when he was at Aglionby he could turn over his papers to see the grades, concrete proof of his success at something.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“That's the one." In Puck Connolly's custody. That might be the last I see of that jacket.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I asked,”Are you going to pick up next time I call you?” ”I did this time didn’t I?” “Say yes.” “Yes. Conditionally yes.”…... …”What… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
