Audrey Carson

“I promise you gales and a merry adventure, We’ll fly on forever and never will part I am young, I am poor, I can offer you nothing … Nothing but love and the beat of my heart.”
― Cressida Cowell, Never and Forever

“Today would have been an ordinary Saturday, except that two things happened: 1) The peacocks escaped, and 2) I started writing this story. Dad says if you want to write a story you should start by choosing a topic that you know a lot about. That’s why this isn’t a story about France (which I know a little bit about but not a lot), and it isn’t a story about my big sister Diana (who I used to know a lot about but now that she is fourteen-turning-fifteen I don’t anymore). This is a story about peacocks. I know a lot about peacocks because: a) Two peacocks live in the holiday flats across the road from me, and b) I’m good at finding them when they go missing. I’m good at finding things because I’m good at noticing details. For example, in February Mum was trying to make apple crumble and she couldn’t find the cinnamon. I went through the cupboard”
― Carly Nugent, The Peacock Detectives

“Can we eat their limbs at least?” another wolf said. “She doesn’t need their limbs? Does she?” “She?” Alex asked. “Who is she?” “We agreed we would bring them to her unharmed,” Malumclaw said regretfully”
― Chris Colfer, The Wishing Spell

“On a snow-covered hill high in Transylvania, Solomon Macaroni lay in a coffin. Heart beating rapidly, he was very much alive. And the snow-covered hill happened to be inside the largest, most famous and oldest family home in all of Romania – the home of Solomon’s uncle, Dracula. Uncle Dracula, a five-thousand-year-old vampire, lived there with his six children. And, for the next ninety-nine years, while his parents were on a round-the-world cruise, so did Solomon. He’d been quite put out by this arrangement at first. For starters, Solomon was only five hundred and fifty-three, the equivalent of about eleven in human years. And second of all, his prankster cousins weren’t the easiest vampires to live with. But, after a rocky start, Solomon had stopped missing his parents so much and had decided to embrace his time in Uncle Dracula’s weird and wonderful home. ‘Ve have the indoor beach,’ Uncle Dracula had declared”
― Ashleigh Barton, Solomon Macaroni and the Vampire Vacation