#thrillers

I read a lot of thrillers, especially American crime novels. ↗

— Kate Mosse

#crime #especially #i #lot #novels

Thrillers are an enormous amount of fun for filmmakers. ↗

— John McTiernan

#enormous #filmmakers #fun #thrillers

Before I did any action movies, I did a couple of thrillers. That's hung around for me. ↗

— John McTiernan

#action movies #any #around #before #couple

My favorite types of movies definitely aren't thrillers, but at the same time you can't deny the genius of Hitchcock's films. ↗

— Aaron Yoo

#deny #favorite #films #genius #hitchcock

She closed her eyes briefly, feeling sick. Olivia had experienced strangulation before. Having to look directly into the face of the person who was killing you made the experience beyond awful. But there were worse things than that. Staring into the void of unresolved memory, living an eternal mystery, waking up night after night seeing the face of someone you desperately wanted to save but having not the slightest clue how to do it—all that was worse. If going through with this experience gave her the answers she needed, if it gave her peace, it would be well worth one-hundred-and-thirty seconds of fear and pain. ↗

— Leslie Parrish

#paranormal #psychics #romance #romantic-suspense #thrillers

I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday and I love today. ↗

— Alexander Vassilieff

#memoirs #mystery-thrillers #love

Tough tims never last but tough people do.. ↗

— Robert Schuller

#thrillers #love

Would you believe I was in the neighborhood?” “No." “Well, how about that I needed to see you.” “Why? Did one of my neighbors call and say my cat’s been stalking their bunny?” One corner of his mouth went up. “You know, that sounds like a euphemism. A kind of salacious one” “Ooh, big words for Mr. Average Joe street cop,” she said, knowing she sounded bitchy but unable to help it. “Can you take out the angry eyes, Mrs. Potato Head, and just let me talk to you? ↗

— Leslie Parrish

#psychics #romance #romantic-suspense #thrillers #romantic

She hit the button again, holding her breath this time until she heard it. Soft, sibilant, as insubstantial as the breaths that came before: Shannon. The voice whispered Shannon. The blood rushed out of her head. Her heart knocked hard in her chest. Her knees buckled and she grabbed the counter to keep from falling. She was starting to hyperventilate, had to calm it down before she was taken by a full-blown panic attack. Paper bag. Think. Think! Drawer below the silverware, next to the sink. Over the nose and mouth. Breathe slowly, slowly. Holding the bag against her face, Shane slid to the floor with her back against the cabinets, legs splayed, lungs heaving. It couldn’t be him. It couldn’t be Jordan. Jordan was dead. ↗

— Jane Taylor Starwood

#romantic-suspense #suspense #thrillers #romantic

The ultimate downfall of the computerized holographic receptionist was that there was no amount of flattery, flirtation or chocolate that could convince one to lie for you. ↗

— Scott B. Pruden

#humorous-quotes #immaculate-deception #satire #science-fiction #science-fiction-comedy