#pens

This much I know already: When Tommy and the Big Brains, in whispered, wry asides, talk about Project 88715, they call it something else. They call it the "Adam Project. ↗

— Michael Grant

#suspense #ya #sci-fi

As a writer, I will go down any dark alley, inch my way through the tightest crawl space, and feed on your every fear. I will take your sense of calm and tear it to shreds. - Horror Author Barbara Watkins ↗

— Barbara Watkins

#paranormal-fiction #suspense #thriller #thriller

Your eyes betray a sadness that only a worthy man can conjure, but never solve ↗

— Taona Dumisani Chiveneko

#mystrey #paranormal #suspense #thriller #zimbabwe

She was like a nagging itch, repellent and at the same time tempting. ↗

— Stieg Larsson

#suspense-thriller #thriller

Angel clicked on a few more pictures on the screen, and Alex made small talk about the place. Then he finally walked away. He stopped just before walking out. “Did Valerie say anything else to Sarah?” Angel glanced back at him. “About what?” “You know about that guy she’s seeing.” Angel turned his attention back to the computer. “No, not really.” Alex frowned. He wasn’t one of those guys, so he wasn’t about to keep asking. If Angel knew anything, he’d tell him. He’d just have to wait until the rehearsal dinner. He started back out when Angel spoke up. “I’m not sure, because she didn’t actually tell me, but I overheard Sarah on the phone last night. It sounded like Valerie was telling her about him.” “Yeah, what did you hear?” Angel looked up trying to remember. Something seemed to come to him but he hesitated. “I don’t think you wanna hear it, Alex. I know I wouldn’t.” Alex squeezed the doorway with his hand. What the hell could he have heard? “Tell me.” Angel shook his head and looked back at the monitor. “Only reason I caught my attentions was because I overheard Sarah ask her something about wearing lingerie.” Alex felt the hair on the back of his neck rise and his gut tightened. He banged his fist against the doorway. He didn’t need to hear any more. Angel had been right that’s the last thing he needed right now. He charged back out of the office, infuriated with himself. Why the fuck had he asked? ↗

— Elizabeth Reyes

#moreno-brothers #romance #romance-series #sexy #suspenseful

Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers; vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining." - from "The Tarishe Curse ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#compensation #deceit #destruction #retaliation #retribution

T-shirts for ten dollars are even more fashion today than expensive fashion. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#even #expensive #fashion #more #t-shirts

In fiction, plenty do the job of conveying information, rousing suspense, painting characters, enabling them to speak. But only certain sentences breathe and shift about, like live matter in soil. ↗

— Jhumoa Lahiri

#breathe #certain #characters #conveying #enabling

In fiction, plenty do the job of conveying information, rousing suspense, painting characters, enabling them to speak. But only certain sentences breathe and shift about, like live matter in soil. ↗

— Jhumpa Lahiri

#breathe #certain #characters #conveying #enabling

One thing that happens when you're pregnant is that as your stomach starts to stretch. It itches! So I have to keep my belly really lubricated. Every morning, there's a buttering ceremony after I get out of the shower. It's really like basting a turkey with body butter. ↗

— Padma Lakshmi

#belly #body #butter #ceremony #every