“What are you lying about now, devil,” she rasped, coughing when the blood filled up her throat again. Dark fury flashed in his eyes and iron fingers dug into her jaw. She screamed and writhed, fighting to escape the point of metal filling her vision. She screamed as he pressed it into her eye, drilling through her eyeball. She clenched her fists and jolted under the straps, her body going into spams of agony. “How”
― Lucian Bane, quote from Desecrating Solomon 3
“Or what, you’ll be a dad and beat my ass? You gave that job up to Uncle Joe, remember?” “Alright,” Uncle Joe snapped at them while anger bubbled in his veins and his dad folded up paper and headed out the room. “That’s it, leave,” Solomon yelled as the door slammed. “You’re a real pro at that!” His uncle jabbed a finger at the door. “And he deserved that, he had that one coming for a long time,” he muttered and nodded like he was fighting guilt. “Not that I minded or regretted a single day of beating your ass,” he said. “But you nailed that hammer on the head.” His”
― Lucian Bane, quote from Desecrating Solomon 3
“She raised her gaze when his body faced her and began toward her. By the time her eyes made it to his face, it was descending on hers and his mouth was ravishing with a hot kiss. “I saw that,” he whispered. She”
― Lucian Bane, quote from Desecrating Solomon 3
“Even as Solomon tried to understand how he got that, his dad looked at him in the dim flicker of light. “They cut his tongue out,” he barely whispered to him. “We need to go.” Jimmy”
― Lucian Bane, quote from Desecrating Solomon 3
“Mary?” The sound of a grunt came from the far corner, jolting fear through him. It wasn’t feminine. “Damn,” his uncle said from across the room. “What the hell is this? We need light.” Solomon’s breaths blasted as hurried along the wall to where she kept the lantern above the fireplace. Putting his gun on the ledge, he located the matches. “Jesus,” his uncle whispered. “Don’t put on a light!” The match hissed and flared and Solomon turned just as his father flew at him and blew it out. “Something’s happened here,” his dad barely said even as Solomon stared into the returning darkness. His eyes were wide with the horror of what he’d seen in those few seconds before the light vanished. Blood. So much blood. “Christ,”
― Lucian Bane, quote from Desecrating Solomon 3
“Garlum?” “It’s a special demonic toxin that lets you feel the pain but not… express it,” he explained. “Very hellish, really. But it’s all on the inside,” he whispered. “Allows for a little peace and quiet for the worker-bees.” They”
― Lucian Bane, quote from Desecrating Solomon 3
“Tybalt put a hand on my back, resting it in the space between my shoulder blades. "Are you all right?"
"Not on this or any other planet." I straightened, up looking around. We were under the old bridge spanning the creek that cut through the middle of campus. I sighed. "See, if I'd just realized where we'd come out, I could have thrown up in the water. Less mess."
"Yes, but won't you think about the frogs? I'm sure they receive enough unwanted vomit from the student body.”
― Seanan McGuire, quote from Chimes at Midnight
“The sky darkened, the liquid singing of the blackbirds diminished and ceased, mud hens swam back to shore, climbed up the banks and huddled in the willows. The lights of a farm came on in the brown distance where patches of tule fog lay on the barren muddy fields. A wind came with the darkness, rattling the license plate, and a low, honking flight of geese passed.”
― Leonard Gardner, quote from Fat City
“Some junk novels were all about airports. Some junk novels were even called things like Airport. Why, then you might ask, was there no airport called Junk Novel? …Junk novels have been around for at least as long as non-junk novels, and airports haven’t been around for very long at all. But they both really took off at the same time. Readers of junk novels and people in airports wanted the same thing: escape, and quick transfer from one junk novel to another junk novel and from one airport to another airport.”
― Martin Amis, quote from The Information
“Suddenly my mood shifted, as it always seemed to do whenever I was with my family. Away from them, I could be confident, almost careless, with my words and ideas.”
― Melanie Benjamin, quote from The Aviator's Wife
“I knew that hunched shoulders, hanging hair, and eyes on the ground were fairly reliable signs of a girl dejected, a girl who needed to be approached and jollied into a nice talk or a nice cup of tea; whereas a back-flung head, with eyes closed and a secret smile on the upturned face, was the signal of someone who needed to be left alone with her thoughts.”
― Alan Bradley, quote from As Chimney Sweepers Come to Dust
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