And Flock Rule Number Two is, Don’t argue with Max or you’ll live to regret it.” I spun and stomped out to the clearing, turning back for one last jab at Dylan. “And by the...

I choose you,” he said very softly, “Max.”Then his hard, rough hand tenderly cuppoed my chin, and suddenly his mouth was on mine, and every synapse in my brain shorted out.We had kissed a couple...

I fell into a deep sleep tucked in that little cocoon, a deeper sleep than I might of had in years.Right up until someone kicked me and said “Gotcha!

I stood my ground. “You evil scientist are all the same–evil. Count me out.”Fang and I brushed past Mr. God and walked quickly but smoothly to the exit. It was barely noon, and I’d already...

fuzzy black lines hiccuped across the screen.

Im a girl who has been tamping down her emotions and keeping them tightly guarded her whole life. And that works really well for me… And now I felt like my shell had a dangerous...

It’s okay, Ig.” said Fang. “Just give it your best shot.” Sometimes the Fangster is incredibly supportive, just not with me.

Man, you weigh a freaking ton,” he told me. “What’ve you been eating, rocks?” “Why, is your head missing some?” I croaked. His mouth almost quirked in a smile, and that’s when I knew how...

Can I come in?No! I’m in a towel!I’m blind!

I don’t damsel well. Distress, I can do. Damseling? Not so much.

I can talk to fish!” Angel said happily, water dripping off her long, skinny body. “Ask one over for dinner,” Fang said, joining us.

They call me, The Sharkalator

The idea for Maximum Ride come from the earlier books of mine called When the Wind Blows and The Lake House, which also feature a character named Max who escapes from a quiet despicable school....

They turned to Angel. “We will call you Little One,” the leader said, obviously deciding to dispense with the whole confusing name thing.”Okay,” said Angel agreeably. “I’ll call you Guy in a White Lab Coat.”...

If you’re ever feeling a lack of middle-aged white men, just pop into the Capitol. Not so much the House of Representatives, which has a bit more color and texture, but the Senate — jeez....

I want to be able to see stuff,” Iggy said. “Like I used to, when I was little. And I want to be able to totally kick Jeb’s butt.

Max, you’re the last of the hybrids who still has…a soul.’ … ‘She doesn’t have soul,’ Gazzy scoffed. ‘Have you ever seen her dance?

Harden your heart.

Then, Holden, the little Fang gang kid, came out of nowhere with an apparent death wish. He raced directly toward the maniac with the gun shrieking something that sounded like ” I am Starfishhh!

And you’re blind?”Uh-huh,” Iggy said, trying to sound bored.Were you born that way?”No.”How did you become blind, uh, Jeff, is it?”Yeah, Jeff. Well, I looked directly at the sun, you know, the way they always...

At that moment I had no mind to change, or not change, or throw against the nearest wall.

They [Erasers] were bad fliers,” Angel chimed in, “And in their minds, they weren’t all kill the mutants, like they usually are. They were like, remember to flap!

You mean other than the wings? I once ate nine snicker bars in a row without barfing. It was a record.

I feel like I’m going to HURL. Which, even if I wanted to do, I couldn’t do, because I haven’t eaten. I can’t even drag myself out of my room. And while I’d be able...

Yeah, and so Max and Dylan are supposed to, like, go to Germany and have kids together,” I heard Gazzy say. My eyes popped open and I bolted upright.”What?” Fang said, his voice icy.”Gazzy!” I...

Some kids get called ‘bundles of joy’ or ‘slices of heaven’ or ‘dreams come true.’ We got ‘the fifty-fourth generation of DNA experiments.’ Doesn’t have the same warm and fuzzy feel. But maybe I’m oversensitive.

Save your world. Love it. Protect it, and respect it and don’t let haters represent it. Don’t leave the saving to anyone else, ever, because, exhibit A – why, hello there – it’s way too...

Yeah, you’re sitting in a tree because you’re fine. That’s easy to see. I can’t believe this is Maximum Ride, destroyer of despots, warrior hottie, leader of the flock! All you need now to make...

Who, last time I’d checked, was still on our official archenemy list. (Yes, we have to keep a list. It’s kind of sad.)

I don’t care if we have our house, or a cliff ledge, or a cardboard box. Home is wherever we all are, together,

What’s so funny ’bout peace, love, and world destruction?