Virginia screamed, grabbing for the door handle and nearly throwing herself from the moving car.
James swerved to the side of the road, slamming on the brakes before she killed herself trying to escape. As it was, she flung herself from the car, falling to her knees and scrambling to her feet. Then she ran. Took off like a bolt until she rounded the bend and disappeared from view.
'Way to go, slick,' AJ said snarkily, climbing into the front seat. 'You ran her off.
Mots clés fiction mystery suspense young-adult psychological-thriller buried-secrets
A small white rabbit with floppy ears and a twitching pink nose bounded out from the thick forest brush. Fingers twitching at his side, James stepped toward the small animal, a nervous giddiness creeping up inside of him.
Brandi SalazarMots clés fiction mystery suspense young-adult psychological-thriller buried-secrets
Ien stopped her voice with more kisses, more promises of a world filled with only them.
Christine FonsecaMots clés romance historical ya psychological-thriller
She opens her eyes as the fury continues, pinning me with her glare. Her gaze reached into my soul as I spin the music back to the simple melody at its core—our melody. A moment of recognition washes over her, followed by regret, fear, terror. An entire kaleidoscope of emotions exists within a single heartbeat.
Christine FonsecaMots clés historical-romance ya psychological-thriller
For God's sake stop making people in your image. Harry was real. He wasn't just your hero and my lover. He was Harry. He was in a racket. He did bad things. What about it? He was the man we knew.
Graham GreeneMots clés psychological-thriller
Marlowe's devils wore squibs attached to their tails: evil was like Peter Pan—it carried with it the horrifying and horrible gift of eternal youth.
Graham GreeneMots clés psychological-thriller
My mind is quiet now. There is no fire or ash, no sulfur or shattering glass. Only silence, empty and cold.
Christine FonsecaMots clés ya psychological-thriller ien
The city was a machine of its own, continuously producing. We were constantly pumped out through its assembly line, in different forms or models. We came hardwired with different stories, dark secrets, vices, and defects. Over time, we fail and come to find our end, but the city continues onwards.
Cristina MartinMots clés fiction mystery thriller psychological psychological-thriller theautomat
But sometimes i have to ask myself this question. its true that to us his imaginings are nothing but the inventions of a busy mind. But to him, there simply is no other reality. Further more, he is happy there, so why, I ask myself, why in the name of healing him must we drag him painfully into the world of our own reality?'
- Doctor's Memo
Mots clés horror psychological-thriller
He who fears being watched from the abyss
will be unable to look into it himself.
The truth can only be obtained by pressing forward.
Mots clés horror psychological-thriller
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