Why would Dad call you? I mean, you have to admit that he would have been better off calling the local prison and asking them to send out one of the convicted killers to come find me. - Shella
Krista AlastiTags: fantasy funny werewolves urban-fantasy shifters dark-fantasy krista-alasti taming-shadows
Just shut up and talk. - Shella
Krista AlastiTags: fantasy funny werewolves urban-fantasy shifters dark-fantasy krista-alasti taming-shadows
Death makes its own choices.
Has reasoning an order has a taste…
Tags: poetry dark-fantasy angelo-tsanatelis the-three-realms
Walk with this tomorrow night. If nothing happens, then
don’t come back. Forget about us, this place, but if you feel the
Nightwalker in you awaken, then return to where you belong.
Return to me, and the streets will run red with blood.
Tags: night horror gothic urban-fantasy nightwalkers dark-fantasy chloe-of-the-night
Maxine,” Grant said, but I barely heard him. I was lost in that vision, in those emotions—the pain, and hunger for pain, forming the root of so much
agonized rage.
“ ‘Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate,’” I muttered.
“Yoda, from Star Wars?”
“ ‘Hate leads to suffering.’” I met his gaze. “Yoda knows his shit, man.”
Grant’s mouth crooked in a gentle smile.
Tags: humor fantasy dark-fantasy hunter-kiss reaper-kings
Right and wrong matters little when survival matters most.
Kevin James BreauxTags: fantasy epic-fantasy dark-fantasy
Rejection is an opportunity for your selection.
Bernard BransonTags: motivational success friendship sexuality education women family self-esteem ethics college sex religion faith economics marriage paranormal-romance relationships funny creativity bible jesus self-help spirituality angels dating fun leadership parenting educational meditation business family-relationships management supernatural young-adult childrens christian-living nonfiction spiritual-growth students romantic-comedy adult baby teen entrepreneurship sexy romantic-suspense love-story dark-fantasy christian-romance african-american-romance fantasy-romance young-adult-fantasy bible-study explicit personal-transformation humorous-romance
I knew then that I would devote every minute we had left together to making her happy, to repairing the pain I had caused her and returning to her what I never known how to give her. These pages will be our memory until she drows her last breath in my arms and I take her forever and escape at last to a place where neither heaven nor hell will ever be able to find us.
Carlos Ruiz ZafónTags: humor wisdom life inspirational truth art pain love writing freedom philosophy adventure romance death faith heaven fantasy hell devotion memories gothic supernatural thriller barcelona 20th-century evermore carlos-ruiz-zafón world-war zafon epic-fantasy dark-fantasy happyness gothic-romance goth angel-s-game books-about-books el-juego-del-angel hnowledge jocul-ingerului tibidabo
Jason woke to a feeling of fear, borne from a dream that he couldn’t remember when waking. But as his mind focused, he found the dream right before him. The half-woman lay perfectly molded against his body, her wings draped down her back.
DerendreaTags: paranormal-romance erotic new-york-city erotica dark-fantasy paranormal-erotica vampire-mythology
There was balance, harsh and violent like the noxious air in a swamp. But balance, nonetheless. Then somewhere in the fickle mists of creation came humanity, clawing and afraid, grasping and ambitious. Enveloped in a dangerous world, these creatures lived as scavengers; afraid of the greater things of the world. They were beset by disease, lack of claws or fangs, and the lack of habitat to call their own. Lefeyhdie had not provided any particular prey or plant for them to eat. These fleshy, naked beings were doomed to die of attrition. Curiously, these beings never stopped Doing, or Thinking. Breeding to strengthen their numbers. Sharpening rocks, shaping wood, gathering leaves and sticks for clothing and shelter. Eventually they had settlements of great number, crude but effective tools of war. Ancient forces began to pay attention to the growing incursion, plaguing them, slaying stragglers at night. But still the humans held on to the edge of the precipice, knuckles white with effort'.
T.P. GrishTags: fantasy quote mythology steel dark-fantasy indie-author low-magic magick-and-faith t-p-grish
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