Ally Carter
Ally Carter
Ally Carter is an American author of young-adult fiction and adult-fiction novels...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth1 January 1974
CountryUnited States of America
memories weapons firsts
Your memory is your first and best weapon, ladies. Learn to use it.
gone
Time. I would have gone somewhere to buy time.
girl hello gallagher
Hello, Gallagher Girl --Zack
dirty doors fake
Okay, gang," I said, "according to blueprints, there's an elevator access panel on the east side of the building. We may get a little dirty, but—" "I thought we'd just go through the doors," Liz said, flashing three beautifully engraved invitations and some wonderfully authentic fake IDs. The tickets were $20,000 each. The Secret Service had been vetting the guest list for weeks, so Bex and I stopped beneath a streetlamp and studied Liz. "Do I even want to know where you got those?" I asked. Liz seemed to ponder it, and then she said, "No.
wall silence risk
There's a power that comes with silence. I had grown to fear the unsaid thing. So it felt like a release to say it-to admit that the risk wasn't just inside our walls-it was inside my skin. I was willing to claw, scratch, and bleed until I'd found it.
tails firsts coincidence
First time it's a stranger. Second time its just a coincidence. Third time it's a tail
revenge boredom greed
There are 6 reasons that a person does anything: Love, faith, greed, boredom, fear... revenge.
school doors faculty-members
I didn’t know what was more disturbing—the fact that something was obviously wrong, or that three faculty members of the world’s premiere spy school had forgotten to lock the door.
girl next compliment
I love your bracelet!’ I said to the brunette next to me, because, while most girls are onto the whole stranger-with-candy thing, the strangers-with-compliments strategy is still remarkably effective.
letting-go pain moving
Do you know what pain is, Cammie? It’s the body’s physical response to imminent harm. It is the mind’s way of telling us to move our hand off the stove or let go of the broken glass.
ends
Eventually, we all end up alone.
girl block keys
Abby must have been the one who found the safe house, because Townsend didn't like it. "The building across the street is under construction," he snarled as soon as we'd carried our bags inside. "The elevator has key card access, and I've hacked into the surveillance cameras from every system on the block," Abby argued. "We have a three-hundred-sixty-degree visual." "Excellent." Townsend dropped his bag. "Now the circle can see us from every angle." "Don't mind Agent Townsend, girls," Abby told us. "He's a glass-half-empty kind of spy." "Also known as the good kind," he countered. Abby huffed.
fun
Where's the fun in that?
world thieves stealing
Even the best thief in the world can't steal time.