#norm

Neither of us asked to be born descendants, yet I’d be rewarded with his death, and we couldn’t prevent that. No one could. (Eric) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#choice #death #destiny #fate #fiction

Death doesn’t always want your eternal sleep. Sometimes Death just wants your eternity. ↗

— Jacquelynn Gagne

#death #fantasy #novel #paranormal #romance

Dying a thousand deaths in my head to protect you is better than losing you one time in the flesh." ~ Gustaf Ræliksen ↗

— Renee Vincent

#paranormal #romance #viking #death

Death; those of us who outrun it, can never escape it. It held me in its clutches long enough to steal my life, and though I breathe, and talk, and I'm capable of human emotion on the outside, inside, I'm a cold, putrid corpse of a human being. ↗

— A.M Hudson

#hudson #paranormal-romance #vampire #death

Good and evil,” Nick said. “Yin and yang. Male and female. Life and death. The dualities that make us human. As though our lives play out on an immense balance scale—move one way, the scale tips to the left, but move the other, and it swings around to the right. ↗

— Abramelin Keldor

#paranormal #death

Death chased you Natalie. You have lived your life surrounded by it. You seek it. You creep around in dark places searching for it but you are afraid of it aren’t you? ↗

— Nicole T. Smith

#death

Romans and fairies and death dogs, oh my. ↗

— Dani Harper

#paranormal-romance #sexy-men #death

Later, he would ask later who Attila was. Now he only wanted Belial's kiss. His heat. His passion. A quick gallop. Frenzied eternity. Insanity multiplied. A perfect, mind-numbing, bone-shattering small death. He wanted it all. Now. Now. Now. ↗

— Ciaran Dwynvil

#fantasy #gay #paranormal #death

He responded by tsking before he caught both wrists in one hand. His free hand reached into his back pocket. “Bianca, not everything is about sex.” Pulling out cuffs, he yanked her wrists above her head. “This is,” he added. “But not everything is. ↗

— Virginia Nelson

#reapers #romance #death

I stepped between him and the window so I was inches from his face. “There’s only one Ophi I’ve ever been interested in.” I tugged on his arm, making him face me again. I reached up on my toes and pressed my lips against his. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. His kiss was hungry, like he didn’t want to let go. Finally, I pulled away, completely breathless. Alex just smiled, clearly impressed with himself. ↗

— Kelly Hashway

#necromancers #ya-paranormal #zombies #death