You take all the fun out of life for me, Nik. You know that?” Aiden- Blood Hunger (Deathless Night Series #1)

So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? –

The questions push me further into the space in between, the place where my madness lays waiting for me. I struggle with each question, determined to extract some sort of answer, an explanation for everything...

Is it possible for one to enter sleep and wander while never waking? And if so, for how long can one survive this way?

With painstaking rumination, the tips of his fingers grazed over my neck, a deafening silence. I didn’t move as his hand paused at the base of my throat. He listened to the arrhythmic beating of...

The unknown grayish mystifying forest was benumbed into frost-covered cold, and the tremendous pines towering above the dark marshy soil resembled a gathering of severe mute brothers from a forbidden ancient order worshiping forgotten gods...

She slips into the seat at our table, refusing to look up at me. I reach for her hand, sending a shiver through me when our finger tips touch. She glances at me, her eyes...

This daemon loves men whose marriage beds have grown cold, so she can set them ablaze.

I never really wanted to die. But I followed through anyway. The pain in my heart was excruciating, and death was beautiful.

You can speak to me like you haven’t spoken even to yourself.

She says it is a school for bluestockings which, according to her, is really only a fashionable way of saying it is a school for ugly girls who cannot find suitable husbands. To tease her,...

The time groaned by as John made a fool of himself. Eventually, he grew numb to the death and sin around him. He even came to enjoy gallivanting cross-country like a true crusader. His name...

Good evening, you poor little Orphans of a Loveless God. Good evening to you blood sucking fools.

A good enemy can be better than the best of friend.

It seemed to me that Mr. Forrester would approve of a woman who could follow him in conversation and not be baffled by ledgers and currency conversions. I had grossly overestimated him.

His love with Lucy bled from his heart as he slipped into a dark despair— a melancholy that only she could sever with her chaste voice and tender kisses. Now in an unreachable darkness, a...

Strength and victory… What he would never praise himself for, but whose loss was his most obsessive fear.

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –

You are so much like her.”This is something my mother often says and never explains. Though it is a great mystery to me it is also a blessing, for she always hurries from the room...

Everybody is equally weak on the inside, just that some present their ruins as new castles and become kings –

Desires are what can most easily ruin us, lovely.

That could be very tiring indeed.

I was never able to accept anyone else’s support but my own –

I’d love to try to tame you… And I would simply adore it if you turn out untamable –

I cannot ever imagine a time or place in which I will not love you. I am willing to do whatever it takes.

Paranoia. The more you think of an imaginary problem, the more you feel as though it’s real –

He stood at the foot of the grave, gloved hands clasped behind him, his dark clothes and hair blending into one black silhouette, as if he were not a presence but an absence, a hole...

Insane love.Loving insanity.Insanity and love…

Mine first –mine last– mine even in the grave!

The utter unbroken silence was more appalling than any ominous noise, than the loudest yells of anguish, than the most piercing screaming…Dead silence.Literally dead.

The wavelets flung themselves up as if trying to pat my feet and I darted back, laughing, and picked up my skirts to chase them back as they receded, in a game of tag more...

I always am in a role, lovely – for you, for them – even for myself. Yeah… Even when I’m alone, I am still in a role – and I myself am the most exacting...

I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.

And I wasn’t playing a role – I was trying to be myself.But the harder I was striving, the more I was realizing that I had probably lost that ‘myself’ somewhere between two perfectly performed...

I knew then that I would devote every minute we had left together to making her happy, to repairing the pain I had caused her and returning to her what I never known how to...

The desperate piercing scream of horror echoed far above the sharpened tops of the trees wrapped in thin obsidian-transparent mist, and I startled jerkily, tripping again, and almost collapsed onto the cold moist ground.

They’re straight from the underworld, by the way. They are everlasting. They won’t die.

Even I don’t know myself… In fact, I don’t know if I really have a self at all, as I’m constantly playing different roles and pretending – not so much on stage as in real...

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been wandering, indeed, in the leafless shrubbery an hour in the morning; but since dinner (Mrs. Reed, when there was no company, dined...

Vijaya prefers to eat alone. Rob ushered her into the room and held a chair for her, then sat across from her. “Many Indians regard eating as something that should be done in private. Considering...