“I woke up, a bag of bones. Literally. They had gathered up my bones and put them in a bag and thrown the bag into a river.”
― Skulduggery Pleasant
― Skulduggery Pleasant
“What is it with you women?" he yelled, kicking at the air. "You come into our lives, you take everythin'! Throughout the years you got little pieces of me, of my very SOUL, and NOW? Now you got my damn straight razor! How am I supposed to kill people? How am I supposed to even SHAVE?”
― Playing with Fire
― Playing with Fire
“He looked at her. 'In order to finish, I'll have to have defeated six Infected, Dusk, and Vengeous himself.'
Yeah. So?'
The Infected I can manage.'
She frowned. 'And Vengeous? I mean, you can beat him, right?'
Well,' he said, "I can certainly try. And trying is half the battle.'
What's the other half?'
He shrugged. 'Hitting him more times than he hits me.”
― Playing with Fire
Yeah. So?'
The Infected I can manage.'
She frowned. 'And Vengeous? I mean, you can beat him, right?'
Well,' he said, "I can certainly try. And trying is half the battle.'
What's the other half?'
He shrugged. 'Hitting him more times than he hits me.”
― Playing with Fire
“What is it?' Stephanie whispered.
'That, my dear Valkyrie, is what we call a monster.'
She looked at Skulduggery. 'You don't know what it is, do you?'
'I told you what it is, it's a horrible monster. Now shut up before it comes over here and eats us.”
― Skulduggery Pleasant
'That, my dear Valkyrie, is what we call a monster.'
She looked at Skulduggery. 'You don't know what it is, do you?'
'I told you what it is, it's a horrible monster. Now shut up before it comes over here and eats us.”
― Skulduggery Pleasant
“Stairs," Valkyrie said, disappointed.
"Not just ordinary stairs," Skulduggery told her as he led the way down. "Magic stairs."
"Really?"
"Oh, yes."
She followed him into the darkness. "How are they magic?"
"They just are."
"In what way?"
"In a magicky way."
She glared at the back of his head. "They aren't magic at all, are they?"
"Not really.”
― Mortal Coil
"Not just ordinary stairs," Skulduggery told her as he led the way down. "Magic stairs."
"Really?"
"Oh, yes."
She followed him into the darkness. "How are they magic?"
"They just are."
"In what way?"
"In a magicky way."
She glared at the back of his head. "They aren't magic at all, are they?"
"Not really.”
― Mortal Coil
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