#mal

Are we talking hell hounds and flames here?" Des asked, pacing at the end of our beds. I repeated the question and gave a heaving sigh of relief when Jameson said I had the wrong idea. "He's going to 'lead us into temptation.'" "That doesn't sound so bad," Des said with a cheeky grin. ↗

— Terri Clark

#demons #hollyweird #paranormal #romance #teen

Don’t trust anybody else—no matter how close you are to them.” (Eric) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#fiction #paranormal-romance-series #supernatural #trust #young-adult

Identity was everything, but it seemed I never had one. (Jessica) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#fiction #identity #paranormal-romance #supernatural #young-adult

He thought others were small; that was his greatness. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #greatness #literature #literature-quotes #philosophy

It is not important what happens where; Where we fall or rise, What we conquer or lose, How big or small we are. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#conquer #fall #important #lose #rise

Did I ever tell you my pet peeve?' No,' I said. People who dress up their pets to look like Little Lord Fauntleroys or cowboys, clowns, ballerinas. As if it's not enough just to be a dog or cat or turtle. ↗

— Jerry Spinelli

#pets #love

Now," said Brandons low, cold voice. "Lets not be rude eve. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#paranormal #romance #humor

More than anything." Rob persisted. "You'd crawl on your belly over broken glass for her. Easy. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#paranormal #romance #humor

And if you don’t think I can hold my own against all those eighteenth-century mortals you were out tagging, then you’re a fool, Casanova.” ... “Oh, yes, I know all about you.” He went still. “What are you talking about?” “I was alive back then. And all the Lore heard about the ruthless warlord brothers from Estonia. The general, the scholar, the enigma, and . . . the manwhore. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#fey #humor #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole #paranormal-romance

There are some dogs which, when you meet them, remind you that, despite thousands of years of man-made evolution, every dog is still only two meals away from being a wolf. These dogs advance deliberately, purposefully, the wilderness made flesh, their teeth yellow, their breath a-stink, while in the distance their owners witter, "He's an old soppy really, just poke him if he's a nuisance," and in the green of their eyes the red campfires of the Pleistocene gleam and flicker. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#humor #terror #humor