Lodestar Quotes

“Hey, all the cool kids are sleeping with stuffed animals these days.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“A school isn’t a school until Sophie tries to destroy it.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Keefe, I...'

There were no words.

She threw her arms around his shoulders, hugging him as tight as she could. Maybe if she never let go, she could hold the broken pieces together.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Fine, but you should at least have to write an epic poem in my honor. Here, I'll help you. "Ode to Keefe Sencen, that brave lovable nut. He may not have teal eyes, but he has a really cute,"
"KEEFE"!”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Sometimes things have to get worse before they get better.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Sooner or later you're going to have to solve the triangle. Or should we get real and call it a square?”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“I’m always serious, Foster. Especially when you think I’m teasing.”\”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Take care of my moonlark.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“THAT’S MY BOX OF PRATTLES!”
“NOT ANYMORE!” “MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM-REX STOLE MY CANDY!”
“DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD-BEX SMELLS LIKE DRAGON POOP!”
“SO DOES REX!” another voice added. “STAY OUT OF THIS, LEX!”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Keefe?” she whispered. He smirked. “Did you miss me?”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Mr. Snuggles is always the best thing to see when you first wake up.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“We shouldn’t pass judgment until we see how things play out. Actions never tell the whole story. Good can be done for the wrong reason. And bad can be misunderstood.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“The star only rises at Nightfall...”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“ I don't care. They tried to take my family from me, and I'm not going to sit back anymore. So you better find a way to get out now, Keefe. Before you get caught in the cross fire. ”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“It's all a rather dark shade of gray. But that's a color all of us are familiar with, aren't we?”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“I should’ve just made something up and gotten the favor over with.” “You probably should have. But you didn’t, so . . . I win!” He shook his hair, flashing his most adorably confident smile, “And I gotta say, I kinda get why you hesitated with this. It’s a big decision. I mean, on the one hand, I could go for the obvious and make you share whatever secret you keep almost telling me.” Sophie’s mouth turned to sandpaper. “So that still freaks you out, huh? That might be proof that it needs to happen.” His eyes locked onto hers, refusing to let her look away. And when she swallowed, it was so loud, she was sure the entire world heard it. “Or,” he said. “We could skip the talking.” “And do what?” she asked, hating her voice for cracking. “Any ideas?” He was so close now, she could feel his breath warming her cheeks. He leaned a tiny bit closer and someone cleared his throat—very loudly.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“She wasn't the same girl she'd been the year before, who though failing out of Foxfire would be the end of the world. Now she'd been kidnapped, presumed dead, banished from the Lost Cities, and helped stop a plague from killing off the entire gnomish species. She'd even snuck into the ogres' capital and helped destroy half the city--which happened to be why the Council was struggling to negotiated a new elvin-ogre treaty.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“BAD PEOPLE? Silveny asked. The worst, Sophie transmitted. Silveny’s thoughts darkened. BITE THEM?”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Actions never tell the whole story. Good can be done for the wrong reason. And bad can be misunderstood.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Until he was right in front of her, his lips curling with the world’s saddest smile. “Back to nervous habits, huh?” he asked as he brushed a fallen eyelash off her cheek. “It’s been a rough few weeks,” she whispered. “Yeah. It really has.” He blew the eyelash away and she wondered if he’d made a wish—until she remembered that elves didn’t have silly superstitions like that. She”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“When he came back empty-handed, I slapped him so hard he had my handprint on his cheek for three days.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Hey Dex" Bex shouted. "Your girlfriends are here- and that guy who's way cooler than you!”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Spoiler alert: Apparently, alicorn vomit was just as sparkly as their poop.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Where did Grizel go?” Sandor asked as they turned to leave. “She’s supposed to stay by your side.” “I’m right here,” a husky female voice said as a lithe gray goblin in a fitted black jumpsuit seemed to melt out of the shadows. Fitz’s bodyguard was just as tall as Sandor, but far leaner—and what she lacked in bulk she made up for in stealth and grace. “I swear,” she said, tapping Sandor on the nose. “It’s almost too easy to evade you.” “Anyone can hide in this chaos,” Sandor huffed. “And now is not the time for games!” “There’s always time for games.” Grizel tossed her long ponytail in a way that almost seemed . . . Was it flirty? Sandor must’ve noticed too, because his gray skin tinted pink. He cleared his throat and turned to Sophie. “Weren’t we heading to the cafeteria?” She nodded and followed Fitz into the mazelike halls, where the colorful crystal walls shimmered in the afternoon sunlight. The cafeteria was on the second floor of the campus’s five-story glass pyramid, which sat in the center of the courtyard framed by the U-shaped main building. Sophie spent most of the walk wondering how long it would take Dex to notice her new accessories. The answer was three seconds—and another after that to notice the matching rings on Fitz’s thumbs. His periwinkle eyes narrowed, but he kept his voice cheerful as he said, “I guess we’re all giving rings this year.” Biana held out her hand to show Sophie a ring that looked familiar—probably because Sophie had a less sparkly, slightly more crooked, definitely less pink version on her own finger. “I also made one for you,” Dex told Fitz. “It’s in your thinking cap. And I have some for Tam and Linh, whenever we see them again. That way we’ll all have panic switches—and I added stronger trackers, so I can home in on the signal even if you don’t press your stone. Just in case anything weird happens.” “Your Technopath tricks aren’t necessary,” Sandor told him, pointing to their group of bodyguards—four goblins in all. “But it’s still good to have a backup plan, right?” Biana asked, admiring her ring from another angle. The pink stone matched the glittery shadow she’d brushed around her teal eyes, as well as the gloss on her”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“conversation?” Sophie asked. Grady raised an eyebrow. “About boys.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“He wouldn’t talk about it—at all. Not that Sophie had many chances to bring up the subject. Only a handful of people knew the truth. The rest believed the Black Swan’s carefully crafted lie, and thought Keefe was taking time away to mourn his mother’s disappearance. Even the Council had no inkling, and Sophie hoped it would stay that way. The less everyone knew, the easier it would be for Keefe to come home. If he came home. “You okay?” Fitz asked, making her realize she’d forgotten to say hello. “I hope you’re not worrying about your tests. There’s no way you didn’t pass.” “I don’t know . . .” Her photographic memory helped—but lately she’d struggled to concentrate during her school sessions. Honestly, though, she’d barely given her midterms a second thought. She wasn’t the same girl she’d been the year before, who thought failing out of Foxfire would be the end of the world. Now she’d been kidnapped, presumed dead, banished from the Lost Cities, and helped stop a plague from killing off the entire gnomish species. She’d even snuck into the ogres’ capital and helped destroy half the city—which happened to be why the Council was struggling to negotiate a new elvin-ogre treaty. “Relax,” Fitz said as her mind spun to nightmares of lumpy-faced ogres tearing through the elves’ glittering streets. “We’re supposed to be celebrating.” His cheer sounded forced. But she knew Fitz was trying. That’s what they did now. Try. Wait. Hope.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“And none of them have ever sent you home in a panicked, sobbing heap after betraying you.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Keefe smeared his blood across the smooth panel. But a metallic click echoed through the dark instead. A lock clicking into place. Lady Gisela stepped back, shaking her hair out of her eyes. “Finally done.” The”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Time is a funny thing. Once it’s gone, it’s gone. But then it passes to someone else. You’ll do great things with it, Sophie. Wonderful, incredible things.”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar

“Sometimes things have to get worse before they get better-Keefe Sencen”
― Shannon Messenger, Lodestar