P. C. Cast
Born on April 30, 1960, in Watseka, P. C. Cast is an American novelist whose work spans romance, fantasy, and writing for younger readers.
Cast is a citizen of the United States and writes in the English language. Her career as a novelist encompasses multiple genres, including romance and fantasy, as well as children's fiction. This range places her across different categories of readership, from adult genre fiction to work directed at younger audiences.
Cast is known for the House of Night series, which stands as the primary fictional project associated with her name. As a romance and fantasy author, her output reflects engagement with both of those genres, and her identity as a children's writer indicates that her work extends beyond adult fiction as well. The Library of Congress lists her under the authorized label "Cast, P. C.," the formal bibliographic designation through which her works are indexed and made accessible.
Her standing as an American romance and fantasy novelist, combined with her practice as a children's writer, marks the documented range of her career. The House of Night series remains the specific work for which she is identified, and the Library of Congress authorized label "Cast, P. C." represents the cataloguing standard applied to her published output.
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You can't win integrity and honor from games. You can only earn them from living a life dedicated to those ideals.


Zoey: Wait! Don't go yet. I have so many questions. Nyx: Life will reveal to you the choices you must make to answer them.


The question of what we are can only be answered by ourselves. We each decide what we are by the life choices we make. How we were made, who are parents are, where we are from, the color of our skin, who we choose to love, all those things do not define us. Our actions define us, and will keep defining us until even after death.

I think real forgiveness is a gift someone has to earn, and I don’t even have to worry about Kalona asking for my forgiveness unless he’s worthy of even considering it, and I just don’t see that happening.

Oh. Yeah. That does make sense.” Shaylin hesitated. “But I don’t know which dorm room is hers.” “Third floor, number thirty-six. When they shared a brain, they used to say it stood for their chest size. I said it was their combined IQ.” “Of course you did,” Shaylin said. “See, you do understand me!” Aphrodite said with fake enthusiasm.


