Addison Cooke and the Ring of Destiny Quotes

“Wilber, why do they call me a ferret?” Wilberforce pushed his foggy glasses higher on his narrow nose. “Because a ferret is a rabbit, you see.” “How,” asked Addison as patiently as he could, “is a ferret a rabbit?” “In cricket they’re much the same thing. A rabbit is someone who scores zero points. And in cricket, zero points is called a duck.” “So a ferret is a rabbit with a duck.”
― Jonathan W. Stokes, Addison Cooke and the Ring of Destiny

“Once again, Addison was struck by Ivan’s awful appearance. He looked like he had gotten his hair cut in an accident with a lawn mower. “You look like you got your hair cut in an accident with a lawn mower,” said Addison.”
― Jonathan W. Stokes, Addison Cooke and the Ring of Destiny

“Tudors.”
― Jonathan W. Stokes, Addison Cooke and the Ring of Destiny

“mold,”
― Jonathan W. Stokes, Addison Cooke and the Ring of Destiny

“KEEPING THEIR PROFILE AT limbo-champion lows, they trickled through the Paris streets, following Addison’s map toward the Templar Fortress. Despite hunger, cold, and fear, Addison couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of the city. According to Mr. Fiddleton, Paris was one of the first cities to line its avenues with streetlamps, earning it the nickname the City of Light. With the holiday season in full bloom, there were even more lights than usual, glowing and blinking in every color. They strolled south on the Boulevard de Magenta, winding ever closer to the Seine, that fabled river that meandered through Paris’s heart and into”
― Jonathan W. Stokes, Addison Cooke and the Ring of Destiny

“And if she finds out we wasted time sightseeing instead of helping her, she’ll kill us before the Collective has the chance.”
― Jonathan W. Stokes, Addison Cooke and the Ring of Destiny

“Chapter Twenty-Eight The Crash ADDISON HAD SAT ON couches that were longer than Dax’s plane. The four-seat Cessna Skyhawk was a cramped ride even when you didn’t have a 150-pound Great Dane named Mr. Jacobsen on your lap. The wings were mounted awkwardly on top of the plane, instead of sprouting from the sides. Addison wasn’t sure if the plane was designed for flying or drying laundry. All in all, the Skyhawk had all the stylish sophistication of a garbage disposal, except with less pickup. Still, after the harrowing taxi ride to Ataturk Airport, Addison thought Dax’s airplane felt downright safe by comparison. Istanbul was already a pinprick in the distance when the plane reached cruising altitude,”
― Jonathan W. Stokes, Addison Cooke and the Ring of Destiny