#hr

Never is a man more proud than when he shuffles paper in front of an illiterate person. ↗

— Taona Dumisani Chiveneko

#mystrey #paranormal-romancesuspense #thriller #zimbabwe #thriller

Thanks, but no thanks. I need my makeup honey. - Carol ↗

— Matthew Leeth

#horror #makeup #matthew-leeth #scary #she-was-different

Have a smile on your face for everyone you meet, and a plan to kill them. ↗

— Brad Thor

#humor #political #thriller #thriller

They didn't understand, for we were Shakespeare, and they were mere actors in the play. ↗

— Cassandra Giovanni

#walking-in-the-shadows #ya-romance #ya-thriller #thriller

Technology is a goddamn bully. ↗

— Scott Cherney

#technology #thriller #thriller

Sticks and stones may break your bones, but I will surely kill you. ↗

— Kate Sweeney

#thriller-horror #thriller

His name is Christian,” he calls back. “Can you believe that? We came all this way so Clara could save a guy named Christian.” “I’m aware of the irony. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#clara #jeffrey #irony

Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. (Hebrew 11:1 KJV) ↗

— Anonymous

#christian #faith

Tohrment spoke. "Bella's brother called. He's tabled the sehelusion request and asked that she stay here for a couple of days." Z jacked his head up. "Why?" "He didn't give a reason-" Tohr's eye's narrowed on Z's face. "Oh... my God." "What the fuck are you looking at?" Phury pointed to the antique mirror hanging on the wall next to the double doors. "See for yourself." Zsadist marched across the room, ready to give them all hell. Bella was what mattered- His mouth went lax at his reflection. With a shaky hand he reached out to the eyes in the old-fashioned leaded glass. His irises were no longer black. They were yellow. Just like his twin's. "Phury?" he said softly. "Phury... what happened to me?" As the male came up behind him, his brother's face appeared right beside Z's. And then Wrath's dark reflection showed up in the mirror, all long hair and sunglasses. Then Rhage's star-fallen beauty. And Vishous's Sox cap. And Tohrment's brush cut. And Butch's busted nose. One by one they reached out and touched him, their big hands gently on his shoulders. "Welcome back, my brother," Phury whispered. Zsadist stared at the males who were behind him. And the oddest thought that if he were to let himself go limp and fall backward... they would catch him. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#butch #lover-awakened #phury #rhage #tohrment

Surely there is no more wretched sight that the human body unloved and uncared for. ↗

— Corrie Ten Boom

#corrie-ten-boom #dutch #holocaust #jesus-christ #righteous-gentile