That boy was going to make the world turn, and the stars would fall like rain.

It’s only after you’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.–Chuck Palahniuk

You have been around since scaly things crawled out of the muck, would it have killed you to read a book?

Louis-Cesare slowly pulled himself into a half-standing position against the side of the winery.’What? Did you think one little mage was going to do me in?’ He swallowed hard. ‘Hell, that was just a warm-up.

It was once said that to hide something from prying eyes you must place it where people can see it.

We ask only to be reassuredAbout the noises in the cellarAnd the window that should not have been open

Anyhow, I’m not so keen on your concept of normal.” I caught her staring at me.

Surrender is the only path to supernatural living.

But if what interests you are stories of the fantastic, I must warn you that this kind of story demands more art and judgment than is ordinarily imagined.

Why should not a writer be permitted to make use of the levers of fear, terror and horror because some feeble soul here and there finds it more than it can bear? Shall there be...

If I am going to be a monster, the least I could do is be well fed!

You know, Dean said, gesturing with his uninjured hand. If we were in an action movie, this would be the scene where you tenderly dress my wounds. then the wailing guitar ballad would kick in...

I have said that I dwelt apart from the visible world, but I have not said that I dwelt alone. This no human creature may do; for lacking the fellowship of the living, he inevitably...

Narissa, let me take you away to a world that you have never known to exist.

The difference between vampires and angels? Angels are real.

But there was a monster lurking in the deepest, blackest corners of his soul. An angry, slathering, vengeful beast, who had a mouth full of butcher knives and a tongue that dripped acid. A monster...

Big lots,’ I said, seeing the eighty-year-old oaks and shady lawns. The houses were set way back and had iron fences and stone drives. The harder to hear your neighbors scream, my dear,’ was David’s...

How come when mortals want things, their only option is to make a deal with Hell and sell their soul? Why can’t they make deals with God in exchange for good behavior?”It was another of...

[…] One night, five men from Nuweiba were travelling past the mountain, and one of them fell behind, and was separated from his companions. As the man – whom we will call Ahmed – wandered...

The demon is crouched in the corner, between the Cheetos and the onion dip. It’s a small one, only about four feet tall: a low-level creeper. I flick my gaze over the spot like I...

The circumstances of our lives are pieces of a larger scheme in the puzzle of life, and in His Perfect Wisdom, the pieces fit.

Once again…welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.

I can taste fear, and lies, on a man’s skin, Cavrax.” The Master Priest whispered, watching the large pulse on the cleric’s neck beat like a caged thing begging for release. “You’re lying to me.

Dreams link us to those who have already left this life.

Hell hath no fury like a queen scorned.”……That would be the last time he made a crack about being a flamer to someone with a flamethrower for hands. Though he’d really lost it when Raven...

The Young Witch”)

A sixth sense is a miraculous thing, which in itself suggests a supernatural order. The human intellect, however, for all its power and triumphs, is largely formed by this world and is therefore corruptible.

Hook up with us and see a quick return on your premiums.’ I like it, Sammy. Think we can fit it on a bumper sticker? (Dean)

Calm down. Ghosts don’t ring the doorbell.

But I find it necessary to repeat in this particular place that the division into classes, which is so salient a part of modern demonology, had, and has, little significance for primitive man or for...

Why should I be sad? Everyone has to die. If you have a body, it’s too late to cry. It’s only funerals I can’t stand.

We’ve determined that Ms. Hauptman is a potential threat to the public safety, and we are bringing her in as a murder suspect who has supernatural powers that make her too dangerous to be incarcerated...

Engaging spirits isn’t an elitist ability or industry, it’s being active in the connection with All Things. It’s innate to us all.

He doesn’t have a soul?” she shrieked, horrified.”That explains why he’s such a dick,” Tree muttered.

what do you mean the old bodies get reused?

That the earth in its course stood still; that a she-ass spoke; that a storm was quieted by a word, we do not believe, and we shall never again believe.

If this is going to be my last day on earth, I do not want it to be socially awkward.

As has already been noted, fantastic literature developed at precisely the moment when genuine belief in the supernatural was on the wane, and when the sources provided by folklore could safely be used as literary...

Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.

N-no doubt.” I smirked again.

Preston Black couldn’t sleep the whole night through, Preston Black couldn’t sleep the whole night through. He’d lay in bed ’til the morning came, but the devil’d visit him just the same. Preston Black couldn’t...

I had lied to myself from the very beginning, deceived myself into believing that I was being fanciful and overly imaginative. Surely such monstrosities only existed in nightmares? Yet I had lived through a nightmare...

Urban survival rule 22: Never annoy an armed man.

Sit. Wait.”Did I mention werewolves were chatty?

Martha Ridgley had been a single, working-class woman with no children or close family. Her killer had never been caught, and her case was eventually forgotten.But not by everyone—not by whoever had been paying the...

I don’t think I could ever see her closely,” the sentinel replied, “however close she came.” His own voice was hushed and regretful, echoing with lost chances. “She has a newness,” he said. “Everything is...

Don’t ever apologize for us.

A Kiss”:I went to snatch my hand away, but Trent caught my hand in his, startling me. I looked up to see warmth on his face. His smile held the promise of happiness. He scooted...

Here’s the thing,” I said. “I’m not going to be the government’s bitch.

Hell had frozen over and I was lost in its endless labyrinth.