Ah... Much Better" He Said. "backbiter, Luke

Amos Sipped His Coffee. The Faraway Look On His Face Reminded Me Of My Dad. “i Don’t Want To Scare You.” “too Late.

You Set Us Up!” “no! I Swear—” Her Face Fell. “mel. Mel Must’ve Told Him.” “right,” I Grumbled. “blame Mel.

It's Useless To Lecture A Human.

Jason's Fingers Itched To Draw His Sword. He'd Met Plenty Of Scary Demigods, But He Was Starting To Realize That Nico Di Angelo--as Pale And Gaunt As He Looked--might Be More Than He Could Handle.

I Have More Ideas Than I'll Ever Be Able To Write In Five Lifetimes.