“Billy leaned forward. 'What's he like?' he whispered conspiratorially. 'Who?' Tock asked, looking confused. 'Felix. The Split One. I heard he came in this afternoon shooting fire and wind from his hands and told the Council to shove it.' 'Uh,… — T.J. Klune Copy Share Image
“I'm a virgin, Ariel," I whispered conspiratorially. "Sealed up like a Swiss bank account.” — Shelly Crane Copy Share Image
