Top 500 Shannon Messenger Quotes (2026 Update)
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451. “It takes a keen eye to find the trail.” “Yeah, well, did those keen eyes of yours also see you just stepped in a big pile of sasquatch poop?” Keefe asked.”

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452. “STOP!” Keefe held up his hands. “Ground rules for this conversation: All talk of alicorn baby-making is off the table – got it? Otherwise I’ll have to rip my ears off. And for the record, I do not want to be there when Baby Glitterbutt arrives.” “Me either,” Fitz said. “My dad made me go to the Hekses’ unicorn preserve for a delivery one time.” He shuddered. “Who knew they came out so slimy?” “Ew, dude,” Keefe said. “I did not need to know that.”

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453. “Sadly, there’s no cure for teenage angst,’ Elwin told her,...”

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454. “It wasn’t all your fault. He glared at Keefe, and Keefe blew them a kiss. He’s lucky I don’t shove that book somewhere he really won’t appreciate it.”

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455. “You’re thinking that you’re the only one at this table with any common sense,” she announced. “And you’re tired of watching Kenric stare at Oralie.”

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456. “She unfastened the pin and scooted closer, wrapping one arm – and part of the cape – around him so they could share. Tam snorted. “Guess we have to score one for Keephie.” Grady’s sigh had a whole lot of groan mixed in. “Wait.” Kesler glanced at Dex, who was shaking his head at his dad – hard. “Does that mean – ” Juline elbowed him before he could finish the question.”

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457. “His hard eyes focused on Keefe. “If Sophie returns with so much as a scratch, I’ll let Grizel determine your punishment – and I think you’ll find it to be creative and memorable.” “Live in fear of the scary girlfriend,” Keefe mumbled. “Got it.” “And the terrifying father,” Grady added. “I can make King Dimitar look cuddly.”

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458. “Admit it. You’re tempted to let the Neverseen have him now, aren’t you?” A tiny, tiny part of her was. But the larger part – the part that always had to be annoyingly practical – knew this was a way better solution than any promise she might force Keefe into making after who knew how many more hours of arguing.”

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459. “Really?” Keefe asked. “Seems to me like they got to see you guys unleash something you didn’t understand, then cower under a force field for a bit and finally flee without even recovering the body of your fallen friend. I’m sure everyone was super impressed.”

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460. “Team Don’t-You-Dare-Let-Them-Convince-You-to-Risk-Your-Life-Again.”

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461. “And for the record, I will be there when you confront Councillor Bronte – and I don’t recommend resorting to dramatics.” “Aw, come on, Gigantor!” Ro whined. “How many times does a girl get a chance to stomp into a room and demand to know if someone’s her daddy? Bonus points if she can squeak out a few tears – and then follow it up with a face slap!” She let out a wistful sigh. “Should we also take bets on what the verdict’s going to be?”

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462. “Eh, that’s what they all say. But deep down girls always have one guy they can’t take their eyes off – isn’t that right, Fitz?”

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463. “Keefe reached toward her, and for a second she wondered if he was going to take her hand – but he grabbed the Jammie Dodgers instead.”

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464. “There’s always Lady Kiddo,” Dex suggested, striding up beside them and earning a chuckle from Grady. “Or you could join the cool kids and call her Lady Fos-Boss.” Grady’s eyebrows shot up. Sophie shook her head. “Don’t ask – and that’s not happening.”

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465. “There’s the smile I’ve been waiting for! It’s about time, Foster! I wasn’t sure how many more biscuits I’d be able to stomach. I mean, these weren’t too bad” – he picked up the Jammie Dodgers from the stack of cookie packages piled between them – “but note to self: Next time Foster shows up out of the blue, clearly upset over something she’s been worrying about all day and yet refuses to talk about, stick with mallowmelt for the cheer-up process.”

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466. “Or maybe you’d rather I put my incredible Empath talents to work and help you solve the complicated square you’re always telling yourself is a triangle?”

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467. “She was officially starting to hate everybody. And herself. And the world.”

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468. “But we’re going to stand close enough so we can eavesdrop, right?” Keefe asked. Fitz flung a pillow and smacked Keefe in the head – then yelped, clutching his shoulder. “Don’t make me restrain you!” Physic warned him. “And don’t you dare fling that pillow back!” she told Keefe as he lined up his aim.”

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469. “Ugh, would you guys just admit you’re in love with each other already?” Keefe told them. “If Fitzphie can do it, anyone can!” Bo and Ro aimed their weapons at him – and Sophie was tempted to grab a throwing star and join in.”

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470. “Plus, after the whole ogre king thing, you’re on pretty thin ice, y’know? I bet if you sneeze too loud, Bronte will call a Tribunal.”

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471. “The drawing after that showed Lord Cassius covered in some sort of thick, sticky slime.”

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472. “It’s okay,” Keefe told her. “Unleash the lecture! Here, I’ll even start it for you.” His voice shifted up to an uncanny impersonation of hers. “How dare you ambush me, Keefe? I don’t care if you’re the most gorgeous guy I’ve ever seen – WAY better looking than other guys with their dimples or weirdly teal eyes. You had no right to show up and surprise me like that!”

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473. “Just pure determination when he told her, “Because Team Foster-Keefe is going to win.” Fourteen.”

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474. “PRATTLES These chewy, peanut-butter-and-caramel-flavored candies are filled with cream and taste delicious. But everyone would buy them even if they were gross, because every box of Prattles contains an awesome collectible pin based on the protected species. Everyone collects and trades Prattles pins.”

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475. “Even more unfortunate was the fact that Mr. Forkle wasn’t the only one waiting for her. The other four members of the Collective were there, back in their bizarre disguises. And Livvy was Physic again, this time wearing a silver mask decorated with black feathers. Grady was there too. And Alden and Della. And Fitz, Dex, Biana, Tam, and Linh. And Sandor, Grizel, Woltzer, Lovise, and Cadoc.”

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476. “Grady is powerful,” Della jumped in. “But not as powerful as you’d think.” “How can you say that?” Sophie asked. “Grady made all twelve Councillors smack themselves in the face!” Della laughed. “Wish I’d been there to see that.”

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477. “Telepath-Polyglot-Teleporter-Inflictor-Enhancer.”

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478. “I know.” Edaline squeezed Sophie tighter. “But I’m still going to worry. It’s my job as a mom – and I’m very good at it.”

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479. “All the more reason we need to make Team We’re-Having-More-Fun-Than-You-Are! a thing. Come on, Fitzy – I’m sure Linh would be okay with you as our fearless leader. Then you can order everyone around and I can call you Lord Bossypants. It’s a win-win!”

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480. “Even Ro had no complaints, despite the definite presence of sparkles. She sprawled out on one of the chairs and worked her way through an entire tray of ripplefluffs. “Do I want to know how you found this place?” Sophie wondered as she finished off her third butterblast. “Of course you do,” Keefe told her. “But I never reveal my secrets.”

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481. “Actually, you’re a bad example, since you have good reasons to hate everybody.”

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482. “She also couldn’t believe that Ro already had a new tattoo inked to the underside of her right wrist. Bold, impossible-to-ignore letters declaring, Sparkles Rule! “Did it myself this morning,” Ro said.”

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483. “Okay, so you have two choices,” he told her. “You can tell me what brought on the Foster Funk. Or I can guess – and I have some pretty interesting theories.” “So do I,” Ro added, snatching the box of Prattles away from Keefe and pouring half the candy into her mouth at once. “Three seconds to decide,” Keefe warned. “Then it’s guessing time!” “It’s not a big deal,” Sophie told him over the sound of Ro’s crunching.”

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484. “Of course I am – how many times do I have to tell you I’m a genius before you start believing me?”

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485. “That’s it!” Ro picked him up, hefting him over her shoulder and trudging toward the door. “We’ll be back after study hall.”

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486. “Wow, she really loves Keefe, doesn’t she? Fitz transmitted. It’s adorable and obnoxious, isn’t it? Sophie asked.”

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487. “You have a funny definition of ‘hurt’ if you thought it was okay to turn my brother into her little Shade puppet.”

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488. “Ugh, Keefe needs to get better,” Dex mumbled. “I need someone to barf with me over Fitzphie.”

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489. “She’d even tried asking Keefe to leave, but there was no getting rid of him.”

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490. “Sandor’s fine – he wasn’t exposed to the kind of shadows that you and Fitz were, so he just had a broken nose and some cuts and bruises.” “And a lot of rage,” Tam added. “Even Ro looked scared of him.”

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491. “I’m not sitting any of this out! And if you try to lock me up, it’s on.” “Anyone else kinda want to see that?” Ro asked, raising her hand. “Come on – you know you’re curious, Gigantor. Our girl’s got a feisty side to her that’s gonna be epic when she fully unleashes it.”

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492. “But so did the way Linh carried herself ever since she’d saved Atlantis. She was no longer the shy, quiet girl fighting a constant battle against her power. Now she moved with a confidence that looked a whole lot like swagger.”

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493. “You should take it. Or if you don’t want it, you should give it to me!” Sophie snatched the vial out of his reach. “I think you’ve had enough.”

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494. “Why would helping me get her ejected?” Sophie asked, hoping it meant “expelled” and not actually being launched out of the campus.”

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495. “Where’s our kraken buddy this time?” Keefe asked, squinting at the empty ocean. “The water is too warm here. Last time I sent you to our northern retreat. This is our eastern hold.” Sophie shouldn’t have been surprised that the Black Swan had more than one underwater hideout – or a Psionipath on their team. But it was hard to process how truly huge their organization was turning out to be. “Am I the only one who doesn’t see a prison?” Keefe asked, pacing the length of the bubble.”

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496. “Grady sighed and reached for Sophie’s hand – which didn’t feel that strange until Bronte grabbed her other hand.”

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497. “Glad we get to meet – though I wish I weren’t stuck behind this mask. I’d tell you my real name, but then I’d face the wrath of that one.” She tilted her head toward Mr. Forkle, who did not look pleased.”

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498. “Go shower and change,” Edaline told Grady, brushing green Verdi feathers off of his black tunic. “You can’t meet with the Council smelling like a wet dinosaur.” “See, and I think that’ll make it more fun,” Grady countered. But he headed toward their shimmering glass-and-gold manor without further protest.”

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499. “Maybe we can say I want to make a case for joining Team Fancypants – ” “Team Valiant,” Sophie corrected. He smirked. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m never gonna call it that. Just like I’m pretty sure you’re gonna have to get used to me calling you the Lovely Lady F.”

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500. “Though we need a WAY cooler name, Keefe jumped in. How about Team Foster-Keefe and the Wonderboy?”

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