Calamity (The Reckoners, #3)

by Brandon Sanderson

Pre-Calamity people had been weird. Awesome too—evidence: castle—but still pretty weird.

You want to fight a god? You’d better have one on your side too.

I smiled; the mere sound of her voice could do that to me. Hell, I’d rather be yelled at by Megan than be praised by anyone else.

I felt cowardly, but part of being in a team was about recognizing when someone else could do a job better than you. And part of being a man was learning to let your immortal girlfriend take a turn being the heroic one.

You can’t capture a sunrise because it changes constantly—between eyeblinks the sun moves, the clouds swirl. It’s continually something new.

I met her eyes and shrugged. “I’m glad you’re not the same Megan. I don’t want you to be the same. My Megan is a sunrise, always changing, but beautiful the entire time.”

Smooth david

I’d looked back at my father’s tired grin and had started to believe—for the first time in months—that everything was going to be okay. That day, I’d recaptured something. I’d lost so much with Mom’s death, but I still had him. I’d known I could do anything, so long as I still had him.

Why am i gonna cry

“The world’s gone mad; joining it is the only solution.”

“No. I don’t fight because of his death, Cody. I fight for his dreams.” Cody nodded. “Good

She smiled—sparks, what a smile—and held on to my fingers with hers.

My name is David Charleston. I clicked the button. And I kill Epics. The bomb detonated.