“Tyrus stepped down from his dais, and he was blinding like the sun itself with his halo of hair done in the Helionic ceremonial fashion, his effervescent gold ceremonial coat. But in that face that could look utterly ruthless, there… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
“Tom just stood there, sword in hand, a huge grin on his lips. He stared at Medusa and Medusa stared at him, and in… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“You're a spelling bee champ, aren't you, White Fang? How do you spell, 'If I don't learn to speak to my betters with more… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“He had to live out the entirety of his life as Dalton Prestwick. It was really a worse fate than anything Tom could inflict… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“That's lucky?" Tom repeated bitterly. "Lucky now means 'worst case scenario ever,' then. That's great. Good to know." "Sir," Blackburn corrected. "You outrank me.… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“Is that the only way?" Tom asked her. "Vik and I tried net-sending with a thought interface during Programming once, but I couldn't concentrate… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“Medusa's lips split with that challenging smile, and for a second he recognized her somehow, he knew her on some primal level, the same… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“There's a dead guy on our floor," Tom pointed out. "Yeah, that's Beamer, our neighbor." Vik stepped over Tom's bed, and kicked open a… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“What's being crazy like?" Wyatt blurted. "That depends, Enslow. What's being tactless and completely inappropriate like?” — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“He began to understand suddenly what friends were for: they reminded you that things weren't so bad after all. Reminded you never to stop… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“If there was a horse and the horse looked like you, I would find that horse attractive.” — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“Are you guys seriously messing around with real weapons?" she exclaimed. "It's like you want Darwin Awards!" Tom flushed, and set his gun back… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“Whenever he closed his eyes, he still saw her flying, fighting with ferocious genius. He still remembered that kiss.” — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
“I would not just disappear into a void as though I'd never existed. I would not accept that I was less than these people… — S.J. Kincaid Copy Share
