Thriller Quotes
He leaned over, catching her lowered gaze. “I’m the present, Darlin’.
He traced her arched eyebrow. “Every morning when I wake up with you at my side, you’re more beautiful than yesterday.
Do not judge a book by its price!
Underneath the groundyou can't hear a soundnot even the sweet falling rainyou might forget about tomorrowforget about the swallowsbut they won't forget youthey won't forget you
The two smallest boys were cut down first, bodies bounding in different directions as they were shot from opposite sides of the field, like pinballs caught in a tight corner.
Well, you should have a chat with your boyfriend, clarify your desires. Hate to break the news, but, uh, he’s cheatin’ on you. Tell him I said my dog kisses better than him and he hits like a girl.
Didn’t anyone ask you where your parents are?""They asked. Especially about my parents.""What did you tell them?""I said I ate them.""Jesus, Rosa.
You keep squintin' in Savage's dark corners, you gonna wish yourself blind.
Sometimes in the winter, when the fog rolled in and silenced the waves, it felt as if death had its fingers around my neck. Fingers like frostbitten twigs that made me ache inside.
I don’t know much about psychoanalysis, but I don’t believe that we can blame our actions on our upbringings. If we could, then nobody would be responsible for anything they do.
I should know better than anyone--you can't tell who a person is just from his looks.
I stared, like always. A tree in the Petrified Forest. I looked down at my hands and feet and ordered them to move, only they wouldn’t.
My thoughts are quiet, but not calm. There is a terror on the edge of the silence, a terror fed by my burning flesh and the stench of death.
Ien stopped her voice with more kisses, more promises of a world filled with only them.
Forever. He carved the word into his soul. Kiera was his forever, deformity or no deformity.
You know you're writing a good thriller when you make yourself paranoid.
She was floating in the midst of a black sea, in the darkest of nights, with no hope or care to see light again. She was a mere wave away from drowning in blackness.
The Angel of Death had sworn retribution, and she wasn’t going to stop until she’d killed them all.
This was different, spontaneous, unrestricted. This was what dancing was supposed to feel like - like freedom.
Some sinister secret lay buried in the heart of the graveyard!
What makes you think I’d know this woman?’ Hunter knew what he was trying to do. ‘Listen, P-Diddy . . .’ ‘D-King . . .’ ‘Whatever.
Every time I think I'm about to seize the moment, it drifts back into the shadows, just beyond my reach.
It was a dark, dismal afternoon, like they all seem to bethese days, when I got this call. I could hear the rainbattering the windowpane of my office when the phone rang.
A pawn only needs to move five spaces to become the queen" - from Bhendi Bazaar
For me, writing isn't about money and fame. It's about passion, an art form that I want to share with the world, expand the horizons to new worlds, new experiences, and new adventures.
Steve had just met the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Until now his engagement to Christine had never been a concern.
I liked the idea of a person shedding their life, and someone else putting it on. -Oliver Harris on writing The Hollow Man for Crime Time online magazine
I can’t wait for the day when we’ll never have to say ‘goodbye’ to each other again.
You Englishmen, ’ said Herr Wurter. ‘You are all the same. Wherever you are you behave as if you were at home and your word was law.
But death has taken root inside you and you know it will grow, like a cancer with a voice, from now until the day it consumes you whole.
If you want to kill serious crime, you have to kill serious criminals!
I am not their f*****g entertainment. And I am not a f*****g hero! Given the choice, a hero would do exactly the same again. I wouldn’t. Okay?
Everywhere on our planet one hand greases another. Often it's done with a bloated face, wearing a serpent's smile. M.Sullivan
Like a submarine ejecting ballast, he bobbed to the surface as another sense pulled his eyelids all the way open like roller blinds in the old cartoons.
We thought we were invincible and Dominic proved us all wrong, ” - Jesse Carlisle
He didn’t like the idea of leaving unfinished business behind. He had wanted definite answers about the heart attacks to be able to turn the page on who or what caused so many of his brothers to die.
I believe that on any trip to heaven, there are always detours through hell.
He was a living dead man. According to official records he had died, not once, but twice. yet he still breathed
