Total found: 63
A.A. Bell
I'm not afraid of dying. I'm afraid I'll never get a chance to live!
Adelheid Manefeldt
It had started to drizzle. The lamp poles cast a kaleidoscope of light dancing across the puddles in the road. The rain made Sam feel even more lost now, as if these shadowy events were invisible to the world. As if the night was cloaked in anonymity. This wasn't a peaceful rain - it was a sad one. A drizzle, which wept for the inevitable. Sam knew even if she got Alison out of this alive, the cuts on their lives had already been made, pooling the blood of consequence beneath their feet as the night dragged on. Whichever way this went, they'd have scars from this night. Scars and scabs and things which could not be spoken. And that made her feel utterly hopeless.
Arthur Conan Doyle
Un sot trouve toujours un plus sot qui l'admire.A fool always finds a greater fool to admire him.
B.J. Daniels
Hank Knight asked questions about Jesse Rose and an item that was taken from her crib the night she was kidnapped. His questions led our lawyer to believe Hank had knowledge about the crime and possibly where Jesse Rose is now. I think he got too close to the truth. Too close to the kidnapper's accomplice. And if I'm right then you can help me prove it.
B.J. Daniels
He noticed her eyes were a rich, warm brown, the same color as his favorite horse.Yes?He realized he'd been staring. At least he had the sense not to voice his thoughts. He doubted she would appreciate her eye color being compared to that of his horse's hide even if it was his favorite.
B.J. Daniels
Her gaze locked with his and she felt her heart quicken. Slowly, he bent his head until his lips were only a breath away from her own. She couldn't breathe. Didn't dare. She thought she would die if he didn't kiss her.
B.J. Daniels
His lips brushed over hers. She let out a sigh of relief and joy and pleasure. He pulled her tighter against him, taking her mouth with his own. She melted into him and the kiss, heart pounding, desire sparking along her nerve endings like a string of lit dynamite.
Blake Crouch
We leave this life the same way that we enter it, totally alone, bereft.
C. Mack Lewis
After earning a degree in Marketing at Auburn University, I spent the next five years in the business world, which is a polite way of saying that I had eleven jobs in a five-year period, including door to door sales, skip tracing people who didn't want to be found, repossessing cars and collecting on defaulted student loans. During this five-year period, I did an in-depth study of abnormal psychology and sociopathic behavior
Cameo Renae
This is what people were looking at all day? How embarrassing! I looked like Quasimodo! My guests were exceptional actors.
Cameo Renae
A quick thought shot through my mind. Could I really drown in a dream? I remembered the movie the Matrix. If you died in the matrix, you died in real life. I wasn't about to take a chance...
Cameo Renae
Enough with the sadness! This dream is not for cry-babies... he said, his face beaming with a wide smile.
Cameo Renae
He grinned, a very dark and evil grin… the kind of grin that the Grinch had before he stole Christmas.
Cameo Renae
Hell had frozen over and I was lost in its endless labyrinth.
Chelsea Cain
Josie, like Gretchen, isn't afraid of blood. What woman would be?
Chérie De Sues
WEST SALEM ~ October 2011A sudden vision, fraught with malevolence and darkness, obscured her sight. The face of a menacing figure turned from the shadows of his grisly handiwork and stared at Sorcha.Her muscles tensed. By the Goddess, could he see her?Please! No!She wanted to scream, to run, but the vision ensnared her into the horrific moment like a fly in a spider's web.
Christina Dodd
She had refused to draw the monster. She feared to give him form.
Christina Dodd
I was out on a lonely road that stretched forever into the darkness. I wanted to run, to get away from him, but it was so dark, I was afraid of where I was going.
Christina Dodd
The thing that hunts me now thrives on terror. My terror. I fear he will come for me. I fear he will come for anyone who knows me.
Cody McFadyen
Ich glaube nicht, dass wir geboren werden mit einem vorherbestimmten Weg und einem bekannten Ende. Vielmehr sind wir das Ergebnis unserer eigenen Handlungen, die wiederum beeinflußt werden von dem, was das Leben gegen uns unternimmt. Die Summe all dessen macht uns zu dem, was wir sind.
Dan Ronco
Technos and clerics have much in common. Both take a world that can't be fully understood and try to explain its fundamental properties. Clerics postulate beliefs that can never be proven; they demand you accept these postulates as your Faith, which will guide your actions and thoughts. It's a top down way of thinking; start with the big picture and derive rules for living. Fundamental knowledge is static. Even the derived rules rarely change.Technos work from the bottom up. They build a baseline of observations and formulate theories to explain these phenomena. Nothing is sacred; with new observations, theories are discarded or modified to fit the facts.Technos and clerics; how could they not be in conflict?Dan Ronco's Diary, 2016
Donato Carrisi
The corpse opened his eyes.
Gillian Flynn
Yes, I am finally a match for Amy. The other morning I woke up next to her, and I studied the back of her skull. I tried to read her thoughts. For once I didn't feel like I was staring into the sun. I'm rising to my wife's level of madness. Because I can feel her changing me again: I was a callow boy, and then a man, good and bad. Now at last I'm the hero. I am the one to root for in the never-ending war story of our marriage. It's a story I can live with. Hell, at this point, I can't imagine my story without Amy. She is my forever antagonist.We are one long frightening climax.
Gillian Flynn
Can you imagine, finally showing your true self to your spouse, your soul mate, and having him not like you?
Gwenn Wright
Do not be so ridiculous, I can more easily find you someone else. Gripping the bars of his prison so strongly that the bones of his knuckles showed prominently through his pale skin, the monster growled again, I will have no other. Nearing the end of his patience, Klaus demanded, Why? Why are you being so impossible? Turning to the diminutive creature beneath the blanket, he smiled nastily, his light red eyes gleaming, Because he wants her.
Gwenn Wright
My life is hard. No one would rob me of that. The clothes I am wearing came out of a knotted up black plastic trash bag from a resale shop downtown. And not the downtown where shiny cars wink at you in the sunlight. If a car winks at you in this area it's being driven by a person you would be best to avoid. My side of downtown is crumbling and skirted by chain link fences.--Rocky Evans
Gwenn Wright
For a moment she believed he had left, but as she shifted away from the wall she sensed him there beside the bed. He was very close. Wretched curiosity! But she would fight it and not look. Katherine, he whispered, his breath rolling in a warm wave across her cheek. A traitor tear spilled out, the humiliation was too much to contain. Gently, a finger dabbed the wetness from her skin. He said it again, softly, as though it pleased him just to say it, Katherine. Viktor! the accented voice bellowed from below. And then the shadow was gone. Darkness overwhelmed her then and carried her away to a land of crows and mocking strangers.
Gwenn Wright
My heart, for unknown reasons, seems to freeze in motion in my chest. I can see he senses it and he holds his pause to enjoy my suffering, prolonging my ignorance. Viktor, what?
Heena Rathore P.
Denial. It's the only thing that keeps most of us from losing our sanity.
Henry Mosquera
My father once told me that it's not enough for a man to be lucky; that a guy has to know when that streak is on for him.
Henry Mosquera
People have incredible nerve to do terrible things, but never actually admit to them.
Henry Mosquera
I think all artists struggle to represent the geometryof life in their own way, just like writers deal witharchetypes. There are only so many stories that you cantell, but an infinite number of storytellers.
Henry Mosquera
Any self-defense class worth its salt will tell you thatyou don't pull out a weapon unless you intend to use it.The same should apply to ballsy remarks.
Henry Mosquera
Some things are just like riding a bicycle; you jump on, pedal, and hope you don't fall.
Henry Mosquera
I don't care what Einstein said about God not playing dice; If he exists, he's addicted to craps.
Henry Mosquera
Truth is irrelevant; what matters is what people believe.
Holly Hood
I was such a messed up person and he was still holding on.
James Morcan
The purpose of having the orphans study all these diverse fields was not for them to just become geniuses, but to become polymaths
James Morcan
Contrary to the media circus which portrayed politicians as all-powerful figures, Kentbridge knew from experience the vast majority of US Government officials
Jeffrey Rasley
Marriage is sleeping together in a bed a little too narrow.
Kamand Kojouri
She might not have read many books. But when she reads a book, she swallows the very words. If you open the books on her shelves, you will find that the front and back covers encase white pages.
Kapil Kumar Bhaskar
Ego is like a mad elephant which is ridden by our blind heart and blind mind and which ultimately destroys our real selves
Kapil Kumar Bhaskar
Life is truly a matter of choices, reactions, and actions...each and every choice is governed by our reactions which in turn affect our actions and consequently the future turn of events
Karen M. McManus
I don't know why it's so hard for people to admit that sometimes they're just assholes who screw up because they don't expect to get caught.
Kathleen Papajohn
Kimberly McCreight
So much of what people believe makes no sense, Wylie.
Kirtida Gautam
Don't plant a seed just a day before you need the fruit. ~ Aarush Kashyap
Lauren James
Another ship. It's the best news I could ever have imagined. Who are they going to send? Who's coming?I stare out of the helm window, straining my eyes against the infinite blackness, pressing my fingernails into my palms so hard they sting. I can't see anything except the silver pinprick stars.How long until I'll be able to see The Eternity?How long until it will be able to see me?
Mahendra Jakhar
He could sense in her the same spirit that ran in his veins. They were people with independent minds. They were not clerks at desks. They preferred to act. Accomplish something. They were rushing to reach the end. Such people need to be left alone. They are used to the darkness, the silence, the waiting. They belong to the same family. That of leopards.
Mahendra Jakhar
Man-eaters are finally shot dead.
Mia Tavor
These abilities, this wonderful gift of nature, gives us the opportunity to control any living thing on Earth, Alex. The power that has no equals in the whole world. Ability to subdue and suppress, his voice now sounded louder and different somehow, to fully own someone else's mind, will, and desire.
Nithin Purple
O' melancholy,hectic chill for human soul,herewith dismal presence,any spirit does descent.
P.T. Macias
Oh dios mio, she makes me burn, she makes me need. She is etching herself into mi alma
Piotr Ryczko
She knew half of the correspondents had broken under the excruciating pressure. And the other half who said they had made it, simply lied. She also knew there was a good chance she would too. But it was still worth it. Because if Viola wanted anything approaching a deeper meaning, she knew it existed in moments filled with injustice and cruelty. That's where true human nature lay for her. Not because of the ferocity itself but because of what came with it, true human heart and compassion.
Priya Kumar
You will never know everything. Knowledge unfolds as we move forward. Sitting back and waiting to know everything before we do anything is a waste of life.~ I Am Another You
Rachel Carrington
I've never needed a bodyguard, Evan.His hands stilled on the glasses. Maybe that isn't such a bad idea now.It's a terrible idea. I would never want anyone watching every move I make. It's unnerving. There are fresh lemons in the bottom drawer.Evan squatted and tugged open the vegetable crisper inside the refrigerator. You know, he waved a piece of the yellow fruit for emphasis, you may want to think about it, though.Morgan smacked the table so hard the salt and pepper shakers jumped.He grinned and stood. Haven't lost your temper, I see.My temper wasn't burned.
Sam Reaves
The reader is the final arbiter.
Sarah Alderson
I need a favour.'I raise my eyebrows at him in disbelief. What makes him think I'm about to do him a favour? He's a stranger. And he's wearing handcuffs.
Sarah Alderson
So we have twenty-four hours to keep out of trouble,' he says to me.I slide a glance in his direction. Judging from the way he's now grimacing at the sidewalk and the fact that I met him in a police station where he was being booked for stealing a car, I'm guessing that staying out of trouble is not his forte.
Sarah Alderson
Trust me,' he says with a touch of impatience.'Stop asking me to do that,' I say, equally as impatiently.
Steven Ramirez
You can't get the blood out.
Sukanya Venkatraghavan
Every living soul in this universe should be given a chance at love
Trevion Burns
If he sees you in this apartment he will seriously murder you and then break up with me.  And I really, really don't want him to break up with me, Linc.But murdering me, that's all good?