#series

Never doubt God in the darkness what he has given us in the light. ↗

— Francine Rivers

#god #mark-of-the-lion-series #religion #spirituality #voice-in-the-wind

Never lose Faith. Always have hope. Love for always. ↗

— J.B. McGee

#this-series #faith

The rabbi glanced over glumly from behind the jail bars. 'My faith in God is fine,' he said. 'It's people I'm not so sure about. ↗

— Richard Fliegel

#character-comedy #mystery #series #faith

After all the thousand times I've told you I love you, how could you let one word break your faith in me? ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#faith

Well, my mother did teach me a killer family recipe for a Bloody Mary. I guess I can make that next Thanksgiving-Haylee Mitchell ↗

— Natasha Larry

#darwin-s-children-series #family

Haylee shook her head as soon as they were gone. “Christ, how can our family be mankind’s best hope? ↗

— Natasha Larry

#darwin-s-children #haylee-mitchell #humor #paranormal #ya

And yes, we do have some food. Maybe you'd like to join us? Unless you want to stick with your sheep sushi. ↗

— Michael Grant

#gone-series #lies #michael-grant #sanjit #survival

Walking out into the night with a water fey was all kinds of stupid. Heck, Kelpies eat people. They may not play with their food as creatively as the Each Uisge, but dead is dead. ↗

— E.J. Stevens

#fantasy #fiction #kelpies #paranormal #psychic-detective

He barely heard the gasp escape her lips, but he did see her brilliant brown eyes, how they danced with alarm at his presence, how her lips trembled slightly with what she had done, yes, and now for the glare in his eyes. He knew she could see the hunger they held, he knew she could see, in that moment, just who he truly was...what he was. Yes, Christian knew she could see all these things, knew she could do nothing but bask in the monster that he was. Which was why he was not surprised when she stepped toward him, her shaking lips moving, allowing the low sound of her voice, her sweet, drawing voice, to enter his terribly haunted ears, the ears that caught every breath, heard every pulse of scared heart: “My Lord...your eyes....” “Yes,” he barely whispered, the word hardly escaping his throat. The hunger was all he could feel, her blood all he could smell, the pulse of lust just there beneath her skin, calling him, drawing him ever closer.... And yes, he felt the skin of her neck, felt the blood just there, her blood...his food. ↗

— S.C. Parris

#fantasy #the-delacroix-series #vampire #vampires #food

I actually cook and eat real food, too. No roast Hansel, no grilled Gretel…I promise.” --Angela from Angela's Coven #covenbooks ↗

— Bruce Jenvey

#paranormal-series #food