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“     Illicit flight Alfa Bravo Charlie quickly reached a predetermined altitude and stopped dead. The passengers on board screamed the way people do on fairground rides. The shuttle hesitated momentarily and then shot forward accelerating rapidly to reach a blistering 145,222 miles per hour. They were in a Mach 22 situation. The cries from on-board could not be heard from the ground. Neither did anyone in the great metropolis of Llar witness the bright blue vapour trail the craft left behind in its wake. It was after all overcast and raining heavily.”
― A.R. Merrydew, Our Blue Orange

“Let a sleeping dragon lie.”
― Andri E. Elia, Borealis: A Worldmaker of Yand Novel

“With one hand disturbing a colony of parasitic life forms in his uncombed hair, he yawned loudly.
     ‘Morning Steve,�� Thomas said scratching his grubby face. His breath drifted across the space between them making Steve’s nose twitch involuntarily.”
― A.R. Merrydew, Our Blue Orange

“When you call a ghetto a cordon, does it become a village?”
― Andri E. Elia, Borealis: A Worldmaker of Yand Novel

“Thank you, Glenna, that means a . . .�� Arrov says, and his voice trails off when he notices that the twins are busy combing the long fur on his forearms. “What are you two doing?!”
“Just because you are a big blue giant,�� Isa says, focused on her undertaking, “doesn’t mean you can stop taking care of your appearance.��
“This will help get rid of those horrible knots,�� Bella adds, still administering the beauty regimen.”
― S.G. Blaise, True Teryn

“Are you telling me that they argue by fistfighting?!�� I say. “How . . .? I mean, why . . .? I mean, stop this!”
― S.G. Blaise, True Teryn

“Caderyn lunges at Callum, who snaps a hook kick across Caderyn’s face. Caderyn’s head snaps back, but he stays rooted to the spot. He laughs and shakes his head. “That was a good point, son,�� he says and punches Callum with a hook in the face.”
― S.G. Blaise, True Teryn

“Ivy pulls the hood from her blond head and glares at him. “You almost killed me,�� she says, massaging her throat.
Callum snorts. “Then you’d be dead. I don’t do anything halfway.”
― S.G. Blaise, Proud Pada

“Caderyn sure doesn’t beat around the seaweed!”
― S.G. Blaise, True Teryn

“Sitting at his desk Remy filled out two forms and then played a few games of Tic-Tac-Toe against himself. Playing the “X’s��, he lost a seven game tournament four games to one.”
― Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“James Heron stepped from the personal transport as Herbert, the family’s outmoded android butler, opened the front door of Scrabo Farm. There were infinitely more efficient and newer model android servants available, but neither James Heron nor his sister Niamh L’Estrange would dream of scrapping the mechanical attendant that had served the family so well, and enlivened their childhood with its fussy care of them both.
“Hello, Herbert, is my sister home?��
Answering in the slightly mechanical voice that James had liked so much when he was a boy, Herbert said, “She is in her study, Captain. I have alerted her to your arrival.”
― Patrick G Cox, First into the Fray

“So it is time for you to face it and accept it. I am ready for this battle, Cassandra. The question is: will you be?”
― Marie Montine, Mourning Grey: Part Two

“From the scene arrayed before her now, Tsula knows this new body means something entirely different. The tight bunchings of onlookers in hushed conversation. The watery eyes and mouths covered by fingers. This is how people gather when the dead is one of their own.”
― Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“Tell us, my dear,�� Ansgar said. “What year is it?��
“It’s 1536.��
“That means . . . we were sealed up for 211 years,�� Ansgar replied.
“No wonder I need a beer,�� Luc said. “That’s a long time to go without a drink.”
― Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“Tsula and Abbott spy the cabin in a clearing beyond the trees. It appears almost spectral through the gossamer mist—at first, just a hint of a shape. A blocky shadow rising from the ground.”
― Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“One day, Remy came across a proposal from Lithgow for a budget increase to re-equip an archer company with newly invented crossbows. Remy modified the requested budget amount by adding two zeroes to it and sent the proposal into Jerado for approval.
The sounds of Jerado’s wooden dentures clattering across the desk was most satisfying to Remy. Soon after, Jerado sent Lithgow a strongly worded notice to leave the archers alone.”
― Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“They’re into a bit more than assassination,�� said the Admiral, aka Mr Brown, “and not all of them are top agents—the ones that use the names of gods and goddesses to identify themselves. Some are called daemons, and they serve as apprentices to the top players. They’ve a large number of people in the mix. Same arrangement. A team of professional killers, safe crackers, explosives—you name it —round each one, and they’re not afraid to sacrifice members for the objective, or to protect the goddess or god heading it. Every time we get close to them we lose people. It’s as if they’re playing with us. We’re pretty sure they’re all very well connected, and some of them indulge in what they call ‘hunting��. Some poor bastard is abducted and dumped somewhere remote without the means to defend himself. Then he or she is hunted by one or more of the Pantheon. They’re psychopaths—but, as I said, they’re very well connected.”
― Patrick G Cox, First into the Fray

“The bag also held an umbrella made of iron and cloth. In effect, the umbrella was a lightning rod. Whenever it rained, Remy’s job was to hold the umbrella over Jerado’s head. So far, Remy had been struck by lightning three times, while Jerado, protected by a spell, remained safe.”
― Hank Quense, The King Who Disappeared

“Men often like to pretend their weaknesses don't exist, as if they are gods. But who would want to be a god? I would rather be a shag lion in a field, with no worry but my next meal, than to an all-knowing being with the weight of the sun and the stars on my shoulders.”
― Virginia Mary, Across the Great Ocean: Awakening

“In the end there are only those who eat and those who bleed. - Countess Lisavet Bathory”
― Alexis Henderson, House of Hunger

“Sometimes it feels as though I have spent more time reading than living.”
― Virginia Mary, Across the Great Ocean: Awakening

“As long as there is a night full of stars, we will never lose our way.”
― Virginia Mary, Across the Great Ocean: Awakening

“There can’t be many hells worse than being a prisoner in your own home.”
― Sonia Nkera

“Never to yield, never to kneel.”
― Kaven Hirning, A Fallen Sword: The Wolf and Viper Series

“She does not fight like a Fox. This one here strikes like a viper.”
― Kaven Hirning, A Fallen Sword: The Wolf and Viper Series

“She's the one who fucked up and yet I'm the one who's feeling bad about it. I don't know how she does this without saying a single word, but she manages to again and again.”
― Katee Robert, Hunt on Dark Waters

“If you're going to lie, make it a good one.”
― Katee Robert, Hunt on Dark Waters

“You’ve got to be kidding. A criminal is easy to spot.�� Reuben spoke to Alex
as he tied up his grieves, Alex tried to ignore his comment, but by the king
was she tired of his boasting.
“Enlighten me.�� She rolled her eyes but he didn’t notice, he almost cut her off
with how quickly he answered.
“My uncle, he’s a Templar, he taught me: The tip of the tail for one, Alex.
Those are the blasphemers. The petty thieves get a finger removed for each
offence. The hand for smuggling and an ear for petty disrespect of the divine.
Then, well, indefinite jail time or execution, so you’ll never have to run into
any of those breeds on the street.�� He straightened his belt rather confidently
before taking a comb to his greasy mane.
“And the ones who don’t get caught?�� Alex replied.
Reuben snapped back, “hah! We always catch them in the end.�� Punctuating
the conversation with his exit from the barracks.”
― Griffin Nichols

“Arcane trickery is the cruellest of all deceptions. The coward’s move in
combat is to cast out magics from the mind and fingers, unseen, striking
an enemy combatant off-guard. A nasty business that was outlawed in the
very first year of King Bernard Gur’s rule over the newly conquered Gurav.
Therefore, when judging a criminal for this offence, it is wise to not hold back.
They are a danger to the honour and civility of Pantheran society.”
― Griffin Nichols

“This head of mine will take me to the ends of this earth if I let it. And yet I never seem to find my answers.”
― Maria G. Gendy, Sapiens: At the Gates of Alstroemeria