#gothic

The stars are the great Gothic churches: spires, naves, delicate flying buttresses, massive conventional buttresses, stained glass and grandeur, grandeur, grandeur. ↗

— John Corry

#conventional #delicate #flying #glass #gothic

But now I know that it is very important that all buildings should be consistent, that this is the quality of the Gothic cathedral, for instance, that we like. ↗

— Minoru Yamasaki

#cathedral #consistent #gothic #i #important

Ellie, would you frolic in the land of forever with me? ↗

— Rae Hachton

#forever #gothic #immortality #marriage-by-death #death

With painstaking rumination, the tips of his fingers grazed over my neck, a deafening silence. I didn't move as his hand paused at the base of my throat. He listened to the arrhythmic beating of my heart, my pulse thumping beneath his fingers. He kissed me along my neckline and throat. I almost burst apart from the longing. My blood burned for him. ↗

— Rae Hachton

#death-and-dying #ellie-piper #gothic-fantasy #gothic-romance #lovers

Just before he passed behind the hedge at the end of the drive, he turned to look back at Stoke Morrow and caught me spying on him. His shining eyes were so cruel, and before I could close the curtain, I saw the flash of an awful grin on his face. It was a grin that said he knew I'd come around. Sooner or later, I'd fall in line. ↗

— Adam McOmber

#gothic-fiction #historical-fiction #historical-fiction

Dying would be normal for me, and one day, I'd be buried beneath a stone, and nothing would matter anymore. It'd be ordinary, like life. And that terrified me, endlessly. ↗

— Rae Hachton

#ellie-piper #gothic-romance #pretty-in-black-series #rae-hachton #young-adult-series

She slips into the seat at our table, refusing to look up at me. I reach for her hand, sending a shiver through me when our finger tips touch. She glances at me, her eyes filled with a feral fear that reaches into my depths, pulling on emotions I refuse to acknowledge. Things I can’t feel now. Won’t feel ever again. ↗

— Christine Fonseca

#gothic-romance #ya #love

One speck of dung will spoil the pot. In order to keep my thoughts on a high level, I put a positive construction on things. ↗

— Kathleen Rowland

#paranormal-romance #romantic-suspense #sensuous #romantic

Penelope had read several novels about such governesses in preparation for her interview and found them chock-full of useful information, although she had no intention of developing romantic feelings for the charming, penniless tutor at a neighboring estate. Or - heaven forbid! - for the darkly handsome, brooding, and extravagantly wealthy master of her own household. Lord Frederick Ashton was newly married in any case, and she had no inkling what his complexion might be ↗

— Maryrose Wood

#governess #parody #romantic

Some ghosts are so quiet you would hardly know they were there. ↗

— Bernie Mcgill

#historical-fiction #ireland #irish #literary-fiction #mother