#pens

The moment you stop chasing happiness, you become happy. ↗

— Sandy Hyatt-James

#parallel-world #pathos #revenge #romance #suspense

Who would want to be the prey in a world full of hunters? ~Disarming(Reign of Blood #2) ↗

— Alexia Purdy

#dystopia #mature-ya #post-apocalyptic #suspense #thriller

She, as no other ever could, reached every corner of his heart. His joy, and his salvation. ↗

— J.D. Robb

#mystery #romance #suspense #salvation

Annabelle, I'm going to kill you!" I cried, frowning at the mess. Then I glanced down the stairway and gasped. It looked like someone had beaten me to it. ↗

— Cleo Coyle

#mystery #suspense #thriller #thriller

I appreciate the gesture, but you don't have to undress in order to apologize ↗

— Taona Dumisani Chiveneko

#paranromal #suspense #thriller #thriller

It worried him. Like him, she had to be exhausted. She smelled like gasoline; her clothes were torn. She had a small white bandage on her forehead where the EMT had cleaned her cut. Dirt smudged her face, her arms, her legs. He knew she still didn't have any underwear, and for the first time, he felt bad about it. Real bad. He wanted to protect her, make her feel secure, keep her from harm—and all he'd done was lose her underwear and practically get her blown up. ↗

— Tara Janzen

#romantic-suspense #romantic

And for a moment there, despite the bruising, despite the snarled dirty hair, despite her sunburned skin and the suffering in her eyes that she refused to let defeat her, she was one of the prettiest things he'd ever seen. ~Dallas and Amy~ ↗

— Cindy Gerard

#romantic-suspense #romantic

Damn straight" said Connor. " So yeah, I look at you and I could suck start a leaf blower, or drill a Kevin-shaped body hole into the wall, like a cartoon. ↗

— Z.A. Maxfield

#m-m-romance #mystery-suspense #suspense

I cadged a complimentary green matchbook with a gold bird icon from the Bell canning jar. Later we'd use the matches to light our spliffs. My fingertips tapped the stem to the gizmo that dinged a bell. Nobody came out. Wrong signal, so I did two bell rings. No response prompted me to tap out a series of bell rings. ↗

— Ed Lynskey

#adventure #crime #mystery #noir #smoky-mountains

She reached for the hilt of her sword, but like a flash he drew the dagger that was at his waist and held it at her throat with his other hand pressed behind her neck. “Now, now princess, that is not the proper way to behave. I have not even threatened you,” he looked her over, “yet. ↗

— B.C. Morin

#suspense