Jill Gauger

“What about Ella’s nightmares?”
It’s Ella, who has been listening quietly, that responds. “I’ll tough them out. The next time that big freak gets into my head, I’m going to punch him in the balls.”
“Whoa!”
“All right,” I say, grinning. “Meeting adjourned.”
― Pittacus Lore, The Fall of Five

“Everything’s gonna go to shit eventually, Sam.” She reaches out and plucks a loose thread off the front of my sweater. “I wish you’d stay away from us. Go somewhere safe. When it’s over, maybe things could be different . . .”
I let loose with an incredulous laugh. “Ugh, seriously? That’s, like, the kind of crap that Spider-Man tells Mary Jane when he’s trying to break it off with her. Do you know how embarrassing it is to be talked to like I’m some superhero’s girlfriend?”
Six laughs too, shaking her head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way. I’m just realizing what a hypocrite I’m being. This is exactly the opposite of the advice I gave to John about Sarah.”
“Maybe you’re right and things are going to get bad,” I say. “But that doesn’t mean you should cut yourself off. Being all about the war all the time? That can’t be good. Maybe you should spend like ninety-five percent of your time as Six and, uh, five percent with me, being Maren.”
I didn’t plan that little speech; Six’s old human name just pops out. Her mouth opens a bit, but she doesn’t say anything at first, the name catching her off guard.
“Maren,” she whispers. “I’m not sure I even remember how to be her.”
― Pittacus Lore, The Fall of Five

“They have him,' Marina hisses, pointing into the dark. 'They have his body and I'm not letting them keep it.”
― Pittacus Lore, The Revenge of Seven

“I have to give it to Adam, he’s an excellent bullshitter.”
― Pittacus Lore, The Revenge of Seven