#aunt

I visited my old haunt, but somehow without all my old friends there with me, the cemetery just wasn’t the same. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#friendship #haunt #humor #change

Warrior, when you pledge yourself to the service of a High Priestess, the goal is not to frighten her to death but to protect your lady from death. ↗

— P.C. Cast

#haunted #death

There is a child - a baby - who long since kicked off her blankets. Her skin is ashen and her mouth open in a perpetual yet silent scream. She isn't old enough to roll over, to sit up, to climb. So she lies there kicking her fat legs against the footboard of the crib, eternally calling for her mother. For food. For flesh. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#death #erie #haunting #life #zombie-apocalypse

If only certain things had been preventable, his life would have unfurled in front of him as intended, like a lush Oriental carpet. No surprises, no detours. Just a thick tapestry of days and nights that at the end of his time on earth, he could roll up and proudly claim as his own. ↗

— Shilpa Agarwal

#haunting-bombay #life-and-death #regret #shilpa-agarwal #tapestry

That he will haunt the footsteps of his enemy after death is the one revenge which a dying man can promise himself; and if men had power thus to avenge themselves the earth would be peopled with phantoms. ("Eveline's Visitant") ↗

— Mary Elizabeth Braddon

#haunt #oath #revenge #vengeance #death

Don't laugh. A girl can dream. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#discouragement #dream #goals #hope #resolve

This is so weird. They're your brother and aunt." "No, I understand. They're your family too." Rhys said. "They loved you and raised you. That's what family is, right? ↗

— Amanda Hocking

#brother #family #love #family

Heaven is comfort, but it's still not living. ↗

— Alice Sebold

#haunting #imaginative #inspirational #murder #personal-growth

Spelling bees? Spelling bees do not scare me. I competed in the National Spelling Bee twice, thank you very much. My dad competed in the National Spelling Bee. My aunt competed in the National Spelling Bee. My uncle WON the National Spelling Bee. If I can't spell it, I know someone who can. SO JUST BRING IT ON, YOU BASTARDS!! ↗

— Kristin Cashore

#bee #father #fear #humor #scripps

What did you do?” I mumble. He is just a few feet away from me now, but not close enough to hear me. As he passes me he stretches out his hand. He wraps it around my palm and squeezes. Squeezes, then lets go. His eyes are bloodshot; he is pale. “What did you do?” This time the question tears from my throat like a growl. I throw myself toward him, struggling against Peter’s grip, though his hands chafe. “What did you do?” I scream. “You die, I die too” Tobias looks over his shoulder at me. “I asked you not to do this. You made your decision. These are the repercussions. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#brave #dauntless #erudite #inspirational #insurgent