#witch

No war. Fight with your pen. Give your battle-cry in ink, and mark your dreams down on a page ↗

— Susan Fletcher

#witch-light #dreams

Feminism encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism and become lesbians. ↗

— Pat Robertson

#capitalism #children #destroy #encourages #feminism

People are going to see both of us and think it's an Abbott and Costello kind of thing. It's not an easy switch. It's not an easy transition from TV to film. ↗

— Ray Romano

#both #costello #easy #film #going

People are so busy dreaming the American Dream, fantasizing about what they could be or have a right to be, that they're all asleep at the switch. Consequently we are living in the Age of Human Error. ↗

— Florence King

#about #age #american #american dream #asleep

We should assume that the end product can be switched off by any consumer who is offended or frightened by it. ↗

— Richard King

#assume #consumer #end #end product #frightened

So, I simply switched over to wine because it was not carbonated. ↗

— Peter Steele

#i #over #simply #switched #wine

The two-piece ball I switched to spun too much. One shot would go the distance I thought it should, then the next one would fall short, and then the next one would go long. ↗

— Payne Stewart

#distance #fall #go #i #long

How do I know you’re not the killer?” MeShack asked. A smirk plastered on Zulu’s face. “Because you would’ve been the first victim. ↗

— Kenya Wright

#fairies #murder #urban-fantasy-romance #vampires #witches

Gavin! What’ll I wear home?” “Cloak.” His voice roughened and he ripped harder, tossing the material to the ground. I felt his smile when he kissed my neck, and shivers ran down my back at the sound of his low growl. “I made that! I don’t have many of those, you know.” “Cam,” he snaked one hand around my stomach and made his way north, slipping one hand into my corset top to grope my chest. “You won’t be thinking about it when I’m inside you.” His hips shifted off my back and he separated my legs with his knee, his breathing ragged against my shoulder. “Now forget the damn dress. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#paranormal-romance #romance #the-gates #vampires #witches

Joel’s face swam across my vision and I blinked, goose bumps running up my arms. I shook his memory away, determined to stay focused, although my heart caved at the thought of his last words to us, right here in this very spot: Take care of each other. I’d be damned if I was going to let him down now. ↗

— Rachael Wade

#paranormal-romance #romance #the-gates #vampires #witches