From James Dashner's The Maze Runner: The Fever Code
“Stephen, Stephen, Stephen.”
“It was an afternoon in late September.”
From Richard and Florence Atwater's Mr. Popper's Penguins
“A knock makes me jump.”
From Joelle Charbonneau’s The Testing: Graduation Day
“A tracer round sliced a bright red streak through the black night in front of me.”
From Trent Reedy’s Divided We Fall: Burning Nation
“The dark blue Jaguar XJ Sentinel looked no different from the other cars that surrounded it as it swept around Buckingham Palace and continued through St James’s Park.”
From Anthony Horowitz's Alex Rider: Nightshade
“It was not Miss Penelope Lumley‘s first journey on a train, but it was the first one she had taken alone.”
From Maryrose Wood's The Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place: The Mysterious Howling
“Thank you, Lord, for letting me see a purpose for my life.”
From Camille Regholec's The Secret Way to the Heart
“It was January in northern New York State, sixty-seven years ago.”
From Laura Ingalls Wilder's Little House: Farmer Boy
“Sweeping, swooping, soaring.”
From James Patterson's Maximum Ride: School's Out Forever
“I believe in returning dead bodies.”
From Rick Riordan's The Trials of Apollo: The Tyrant's Tomb
“Look, nobody’s ever accused me of being a good boy.”
From Katherine Applegate's The One and Only Bob
“If a person wants to murder any member of a family, then it is very important that the entire family also be done away with, or the distraught survivors might very well decide to take bloody revenge, or at the least make a detailed report at the local police station.”
From Eoin Colfer's The Fowl Twins
“Someone must have bitten off her nose.”
From Lex Thomas' Quarantine: The Loners
“Deep in the green-glowing bowels of a Chinatown seafood market, down a dead-end hallway lined with crab tanks, we crouched in a puddle of dark the light-eater had made, watched over by a thousand alien eyes.”
From Ransom Riggs' Miss Peregrine's Peculiar Children: The Conference of the Birds
“Danny Malooley was four years old when he learned the hard way that lemon-scented soap tasted nothing like lemons and everything like soap.”
From James Gould-Bourn's Bear Necessity
First Sentence of a New World 