Tegan Stevenson

“I'll catch something to cook in the morning. I don't think we're far from the river. There will be fish."
"You can do that?" Logan eyed her. Maddie eyed him back, a little offended.
"I caught a Russian killer."
Logan ate another berry. "Point taken.”
― Ally Carter, Not If I Save You First

“But Maddie walked to the side of the bridge, and then he saw a huge knife buried in the post, waiting.
"Stefan took your knife," he blurted like an idiot.
Maddie looked like she'd never been more insulted in her life. "I never leave the house with just one knife. Seriously. Do I look like a one-knife kind of girl?" She pulled it from the post and Logan could see the fire glistening off a long blade that could have easily sliced through those old ropes.”
― Ally Carter, Not If I Save You First

“Your boyfriend should not have left you here."
"He's not my boyfriend. I can tell because I don't have his name drawn inside a heart on a single notebook. I swear. And who says he left me? Maybe I left him? Maybe we found someplace safe and I stashed him there."
"I doubt that," Stefan said.
"I'd totally leave him, you know. Boys are annoying."
"True. But there is no safe place. And I am no fool. I knew you would come for the phone. I have been watching this spot since daybreak. I saw him go over the edge.”
― Ally Carter, Not If I Save You First

“Dear Logan,
Someday I'm going to write a book: How Not to Die in Alaska - A Girl's Guide to Fashionable Survival.
I bet you don't know that a Kirby grip can make an excellent fishing hook. You may think you can use just any kind of mud for mud masks, but trust me, you CAN'T! In a pinch, nothing starts a fire like nail polish remover.
And don't even get me started on the lifesaving properties of a good pair of tights.
So I know a lot, in other words.
I just don't know why I'm still writing you these letters.”
― Ally Carter, Not If I Save You First