Sorcery Reborn (The Rebellion Chronicles #1)

by Steve McHugh

“Including who my father was?”

Has to be Odin.

“Would you prefer if I gave you a back rub and told you you were a special little boy who just needs to try real hard?” “That’s the creepiest thing you’ve ever said,” Tommy said. Remy thought for a second. “Yeah, I’m going to pretend I didn’t say that.”

😂

“Glad to see Bryce is still here; I feel like we’ve become family. The kind of family you never want to see and don’t tell people exist, but family.”

😁

“That might actually be the politest threat I’ve ever received,” I said. “I mean, you can go fuck yourself with a sharp stick, but the politeness is appreciated.”

😂

“Well, considering I doubt your deputy could find his cock with both hands and a road map, I assume it’ll be a really long investigation.”

Nate being awesome!

“No,” Tarron said. “Apparently there’s a fine line between grave robbing and archaeology.” “Someone’s been watching those Indiana Jones films I lent him,” Harry said with a smile. “He is the villain,” Tarron said. “I don’t understand how no one else is trying to arrest him for stealing priceless artifacts. That boulder should have squashed him, and the Nazis would have never found the Ark.”

He's not wrong you know?

“Yes, Loki too,” Chris said sadly.

Is Chris Loki?

The woman grabbed a set of keys from under the counter and threw them to me. “Don’t scratch it,” she said, her booming voice echoing around the garage. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” I said, looking down at the set of keys in my hand, which said Aston Martin. At any other point in my life, I would have smiled, but the concern for Daniel and Jess overrode the emotion, even when I found the gunmetal-gray Vanquish coupe and got inside.

Do NOT destroy the Aston!

“No, I think you want to kill me, and it’s burning you up inside that you can’t. So I can say anything I like, you vile little twatwaffle.”

Just genius level swearing as always!

“Why kill them?” I asked. “They looked down their noses at us,” he said. I turned the dagger of air, causing him to yell in pain. “You are not worthy of anything but contempt,” I said. “People should look down their noses at you. You’re fucking idiots. You’re bottom-feeding thugs who think that they can wrap themselves up in hate and blame everyone else for their own shortcomings. You’re pathetic. You’re losers who got picked by Avalon because you’re expendable and you know how to shoot people.”

Yup.

I heard a cry somewhere in the darkness and closed my eyes, changing my night vision to thermal with the use of fire magic. Tommy had once asked me if it was like the Predator, and he’d had to show me the film for me to actually understand what he was talking about, but I’d had to agree that yeah, it kind of was like that.

Gotta love a geek!

Or if they were the bad guys, I hoped they’d gotten attacked by a rabid badger.

Nate has my brain...

“You know what’s irritating?” I asked. “I like snakes. I think they’re actually kind of cool. Not you, though; you’re just a massive bellend. Actually, your head looks a bit like a penis.”

😂😂😂😂

“An utter wanker,” I said, approaching him. “Like, I’ve met some wankers in my life, but my word, you are a peak wanker.”

Peak wanker....known a few of those

“Now I know how Han Solo felt when Chewie found him in Return of the Jedi,” I said. Tommy let me go and grinned from ear to ear before making a Chewbacca-like noise. “I know I agreed to have my memories wiped,” he said, suddenly serious. “But damn it all the same.”

Love geeky Tommy

“If someone asks you if you’re a god, now you can actually say yes.”

Come in handy if Gozer ever turns up

I pointed toward our enemies. “Smash,” I said.

A Hulk reference?? Oh how I love you (as a favourite author, obvs) Steve McHugh!!

I blinked. “Do you ever actually hear the words that are coming out of your mouth? Do you ever stop and think, Shit, I sound like a fucking lunatic? Just asking.”

Very good question. I'd ask Trump the same.

I kicked out at the other leg and punched him in the groin with a fist wrapped in lightning, then kicked out at his face as I saw his knee had already healed.

Ouchie

“We don’t have a newsletter, Remy,” I said. “You need to get on that shit, then,” he said. “You don’t see us foxmen going around blowing ourselves up.” “You’re the only one,” I pointed out. Remy paused. “Not the point.” “Is he really always like this?” Loki asked. “Yes,” Remy said cheerfully. “Apparently you get used to me.” “You don’t,” I corrected and received a playful punch to the ribs from Remy as we reentered the building and moved toward where the fighting had been the fiercest.

Oh Remy, you beautiful little weirdo 😂

Remy had dubbed them the BFPs, or big fucking planes, and we all felt that it was probably apt.

Accurate.

Also Remy giving one of them the middle finger. They had to beep out his words.” “Because Remy,” I said with a smile. Mordred laughed. “I wish I’d seen it now. Remy will want his own show if he gets famous.” “Swearing with Remy,” I said, which made everyone laugh. Even the two nameless mind-magic users smiled. “That’s a show that has legs,” Irkalla said. “It could be educational like Sesame Street, but all the puppets are animals that tell people to fuck off.” “Remy has an entertainment empire on his hands,”

Would watch.

“That’s awesome news. I’m surprised you didn’t manage to get Han in there somewhere.” Tommy shook his head. “I wanted Han. Olivia threw something at me.” “A perfectly valid response,” I told him. “I see that now. Remy wanted us to name him Remy Remington the Second, but we went in a different direction.” “That sounds like Remy,” I said with a chuckle. “Olivia threw something at him too. So he suggested Remy the Mighty. I think she was about to throw everything at him at that point.”

Both names work for me!

Also, I crave cheese. Like, crave cheese. I would literally smother you in it and lick it off, is what I’m saying.”

Sounds like my husband....