#witches

My father also told me that he felt free in that little hole in the ground, much freer than he felt outside, where he was always being chased by the criminals of the regime. That freedom came from inside, from his thoughts, from his soul; and nobody could take that from him. ↗

— Teodor Flonta

#life #love #secret-police #transylvania #vampires

Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#men #witchcraft #witches #women #humor

In England we burnt redheads at the stake, because we thought they were witches. There are still young redheads in Britain getting ripped for having red hair. 'Oy, Ginger!' ↗

— Damian Lewis

#britain #burnt #england #getting #ginger

I would love to make some kind of film about the witches and the Inquisitions. That would be really fun because I don't think their stories have been told enough. ↗

— Amy Smart

#because #been #enough #film #fun

In the past, men created witches: now they create mental patients. ↗

— Thomas Szasz

#created #in the past #men #mental #now

You've got to stop thinking everyone's problems can be solved by falling in love. ↗

— Melissa de la Cruz

#ingrid-beauchamp #melissa-de-la-cruz #witches-of-east-end #love

I was born on the night of Samhain, when the barrier between the worlds is whisper-thin and when magic, old magic, sings its heady and sweet song to anyone who cares to hear it. ↗

— Carolyn MacCullough

#halloween #magick #samhain #witches #mac

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