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“Talk about a good call on Hudson’s part. Using royal credentials to get in when we’re actually here in search of a way to bring down the vampire king is more than a little ironic, but who am I to judge? At this point, I’m very much a whatever-works/any-port-in-a-storm kind of girl.”
― Tracy Wolff, Covet

“Tons of cowering! Plus your name in the summer program. A custom-designed banner. A cabin at Camp Half-Blood. Two shrines. I’ll even throw in a Kymopoleia action figure.” “No!” Polybotes wailed. “Not merchandising rights!”
― Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

“No.” Annabeth put her hand on his arm. “If the giants want our blood, the last thing we need is a boy and a girl going down there together. Remember? They want one of each for their big sacrifice.” “Then I’ll get Jason,” Percy said. “And the two of us—” “Seaweed Brain, are you implying that two boys can handle this better than two girls?” “No. I mean...no. But—” Annabeth kissed him. “We’ll be back before you know it.”
― Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus

“but there’s yet another knock on my door. Me: Hey, did you send me something else???????? Jaxon: Why don’t you open the door and find out? Me: That sounds like a yes Me: You don’t have to do this, you know Me: I mean, I appreciate it so much Me: But it’s not necessary Jaxon: Grace Jaxon: Open the door I start making my way across the room to the door, thrilled that since the Advil kicked in, walking doesn’t hurt as much, and my limp is a lot less pronounced. Then, right before I open the door, I text: Me: How do you know I haven’t already opened the door?”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave