Derek Landy (born 23 October 1974) is an Irish author and screenwriter, best known for the Skulduggery Pleasant series of young adult's books.
Just because an apple falls one hundred times out of a hundred does not mean it will fall on the hundred and first.
We're not robbing him," Skulduggery said. " But I'm afraid I have some bad news. " "Is it Deacon?" Francine asked, her eyes wide. "It is. " "Is he sick?" "It's a little worse than that. " She gasped. "He's dying?" "He was briefly dying," said Skulduggery. "Now he's dead.
It's really not as bad as it sounds. I was attacked by a shark once, back when I was alive. Well, not so much a shark as a rather large fish. And not so much attacked as looked at menacingly. But it had murder in its eyes, that fish. I knew, in that instant, if our roles had been reversed and the fish had been holding the fishing pole and I had been the one to be caught, it wouldn't hesitate a moment before eating me. So I cooked it and ate before it had a chance to turn the tables.
Other stories tell how I eat innocent newborns, how I’m ten feet tall, how I breathe fire and have great dragon wings. None of these are wholly accurate. I don’t have dragon wings, I don’t breathe fire, I’m only eight feet tall and I’ve never eaten a newborn that didn’t have it coming. My name is Mevolent. What’s yours?
That's beautiful,' Valkyrie said, looking at it. Isn't it? This necklace has cost two very fine men their lives. At times, I wear it in tribute to their sacrifice. Other times, I wear it because it goes with this skirt.
I kill a sofa for you and you go and sit in a chair?” Skulduggery asked. “I don’t think you appreciate the sacrifice that has been made for you.
How have you been? You’re still as beautiful as ever. ” “As are you, my dear. I love your shoes. ” “Aren’t they delightful? I saw them and just had to have them. Their previous owner wasn’t too keen to let them go, but I can be very persuasive when I want to be. ” “Is that her blood on the left one?” “And no amount of scrubbing will get it out, either.
Are you kidding? I jumped off a building -- of course I'm hurt.
This girl (Stephanie) is but a few months away from her seventeenth birthday and already she has saved the world and killed a god. What have you done?
She's you, without your conscience, or your feelings. She's you without your humanity. " "You're saying she's a mood swing?" He shrugged. "Or maybe you're her mood swing. " "Don't even joke about that.
You look angry," he said. "You put me on hold. " "For a very good reason. " "You put me," she said very, very slowly, "on hold.
Her parents wanted her to find her own way in life. That’s what they’d said countless times in the past. Of course, they’d been referring to school subjects and college applications and job prospects. Presumably, at no stage did they factor living skeletons and magic underworlds into their considerations. If they had, their advice would probably have been very different.
I’m just waiting for the violent urges to subside.
While my insides may be rotten, I still like a good reason to kill someone. It has to be either business, personal, or out of sheer boredom.
Doesn't sunlight kill them? Doesn't it turn them to dust, or make them burst into flames or something?" "Nope. Vampires tan, just like you and me. Well, just like you. I tend to bleach.
I shall live forever. And I don't mean in a metaphorical sense. I don't mean I'll live forever in the hearts and minds of my readers. I mean I will literally live forever, drawing as I do from your pain and suffering. Your pain makes me strong.
I'm sorry,' said the shopkeeper. 'I can't understand your ridiculous accent. ' 'My accent?' 'It is quite silly. ' 'So you can't understand me?' 'Not a word. ' 'Then how did you understand that?' 'I didn't. ' ''You didn't understand what I just said?' 'That's right. ' 'You understood that, though. ' 'Not at all. ' The American glowered.
What?" she asked again. He pointed ahead of them. "See that?" "What, the snow?" "Beyond that. " "More snow?" "Stop looking at the snow.
You’re seventeen. You’re supposed to be dealing with school and hormones and dim-witted parents. You’re supposed to be finding out who you are as a person. ” “But I already know who I am,” Valkyrie said. “I’m a world-breaker.
"Please forgive me," Pleasant said, then aimed the gun at the girl and pulled the trigger.