“He glared at Lucian in the manner of birds, first peering through one eye and then turning his head to peer through the other, apparently finding both views equally loathsome.”

“I angle my head down and peer up at him through my lashes in what I hope is an alluring manner. I have zero experience in this area though, so it’s possible I look like a total moron.”

“Well, apparently he didn't go through the Removal. He's still got powers.""Yeah, powers over your pants,”

“So tell me, Jane, are you cold?” His lips brushed hers and he said through a hot breath, “Or turned on?”

“I’m not leaving,” Sam said, his eyes fixed on the boy he was holding. “Not until Disney Princess here apologizes, or his head comes off, one of the two.”

“This isn't just about me," he said. "You're supposed to be head of the Council one day. Prodigium have to trust you, and that's never going to happen if you have one of them in your bed."A combination of anger and embarrassment rushed through me, burning my cheeks. "Okay, first of all, no one is 'in my bed.' Second, Archer has saved my life more than once. He's not what you think he is.”

“What could thunderbirds want with us?" I wondered aloud [...]"We'll find out when Big Bird wakes up," Marc said.My father shook his head. "We'll find out now. Wake him up and make him sing.”