#night

I.D.I.O.T BY NATURE HUMBLED BY GOD ! ↗

— Royale Gray-Lee

#nature

She's a serial kisser. I think her parents are French. ↗

— C.C. Hunter

#funnny #parenting

Well we've moved through the funfair a bit - we've done the rollercoaster, now we're on the ghost train. ↗

— Steven Moffat

#nightmare-fuel #science-fiction #steven-moffat #science

Why couldn't my heart have picked him? Life would have been so much easier." "Because hearts are ornery, sneaky little bastards, designed to cause misery. They want what they want, and they don't give a damn about what would make life easier or harder for the heart's owner." Della snapped. ↗

— C.C. Hunter

#della #heartbreak #love #design

Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer--both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams. ↗

— Bram Stoker

#dreams #fear #horror #memories #nightmares

You know what your problem is, Justina? You're in desperate need of a good shag. "Not that I'm offering you one myself, mind. My days as a whore ended back in the seventeen hundreds." The gin was abruptly sucked back into my lungs as I gasped. He did not just tell my mother about his former profession; sweet Jesus, let me have heard incorrectly! I hadn't, and Bones went right on. "... But I have a friend who owes me a favor and he could be persuaded to... Kitten, are you all right?" I'd stopped breathing as soon as he casually admitted to his prior occupation. Add that to the liquid stuck in my lungs, and no, I wasn't all right. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#night-huntress #one-foot-in-the-grave #jesus

We should go straight west. The prophecy said west." "Oh, like your tracking skills are better?" Thalia growled. Zoe stepped toward her. "You challenge my skills, you scullion? You know nothing of being a Hunter!" "Oh, scullion. You're calling me a scullion? What the heck is a scullion? ↗

— Rick Riordan

#zoe-nightshade #grace

Don't you think baby corns are scary? There's just something wrong about their midget bodies. ↗

— P.C. Cast

#zoey-redbird #wrong

Talon glanced wistfully at his drink as he debated what should take priority. 'Coffee… Daimons… Coffee… Daimons… ↗

— Sherrilyn Kenyon

#night #coffee

Now the night's breath responds to the sea, which I can scarcely hear from here, as it reminisces about its shipwrecks. ↗

— Joë Bousquet

#sea #surrealism #surreal