Auryn Maxwell

“A bit late, but you know what they say."
Beetle hazarded a guess. "You're late? What time do you call this? Where on earth have you been?"
Silas looked baffled. "No. Better late than never."
Beetle watched Silas Heap head across the Great Hall toward the Sealed lobby and heard one of the guard Wizards demand, "Silas Heap, where on earth have you been?”
― Angie Sage, Fyre

“Nell whirled in its threshold, pointing a finger at me. "Skuffuskald!"
"Gesundheit?" I offered back. Just to be sure, I reached up and touched my nose, to make sure it was still in the right place.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Dreadful Tale of Prosper Redding

“The only was to trick a trickster was to let them think you weren't capable of it in the first place.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Last Life of Prince Alastor

“Did you know that human beings can, in fact, cluck? /i didn't, not until Mr. Henry Wickworth found me dozing off in class the first day of seventh-grade English at the Academy. His face turned a shade of purple not normally found in nature, and me and the rest of the class had to sit through a ten-minute rant about respectful behavious and rudeness, and how he'd be expecting an essay outlining the difference by the end of detention that same afternoon.
Yeah, detention on the first day of school. Detention every day for the entire first week of school, actually. So far, I'd written papers on disrespect, inconsiderateness, and honor. I thought he was actually going to take his ruler and break it over my head when he asked for one defining wiseacre, and I only wrote one sentence: I prefer smart aleck, sir.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Dreadful Tale of Prosper Redding