The moment you stop chasing happiness, you become happy.

As they gently lowered it into the earth, all stared silently at the coffin but one: a young woman of twenty-five who glanced absentmindedly into the distance where an unknown figure stood – watching, waiting,...

This was no regular dream; this was a waking dream. Who was I? It had to have happened in my lifetime. I could feel it in my soul.

Bringing Thoughts 2 Life

Do you think you could kill a person and not get all crazy about it?

Random line from BURNING DARKNESS: Fonda Raine stepped out of the back end of a month in hell a hardened warrior, ready to undertake the most important task of her life: kill Eric Aruda.

Shadows fell on them like predators as the light went out.

Honey, I usually get $300, but I like you, so I’ll just take $200.

Loved life is full of suspence,adventures where excitement dance

They were being poisoned.

Sunflowers for Sarita is a fast-paced, high caliber romantic suspense. I couldn’t stop reading!

In the ten houses the police had scouted, I hadn’t sensed anything more dangerous than a pot that prevents over-boiling.

You gotta fish or cut bait,man.This has gone on long enough. You’re playing with fire, every damn time you walk in this bar.

Cooper came back down to the darkened room about half an hour after Lucky had freed his hands. The boat was still rocking, the wind was blowing and Sawyer called out, “Dude, you can’t leave...

Support Imagination. Read a book.

The French know the intrinsic value of holding on to the past, its pleasures, its promises, and its tender mercies.

When reading dies, the imagination soon follows.

Well why don’t you lean over this counter a little more and give me your best kiss, and then I’ll tell you if I want you to take me out to dinner.

Suspense is like a woman. The more left to the imagination, the more the excitement. … The conventional big-bosomed blonde is not mysterious. And what could be more obvious than the old black velvet and...

Oh my God. I didn’t. I couldn’t have. No. no, no. Holy Crap, I did. I just shot Jason Pierce in the chest with a taser.

No harm ever came from a but of dramatic anticipation,” said the Doctor. “There is an art to the building of suspense. A prince from Denmark told me that.

How would Elijah ever understand a life that is dark more than light? Or a shadow of someone who follows her around, and when she least expects it, taps her on the back and asks,...

You keep your followers confused when you begin very well and give up too early… Suspense is useful in movies, but useless when writing your success stories!

Barefoot, exhausted and bloody, Harris Borden turned and left the underground prison that had been his home for the past twelve years and walked out into the Nevada desert.

Eve: “She completely eye-fucked you.” Roarke: “I know. I feel so cheap and used.” Eve: “Shit. You got off on it. Men always do.” Roarke: “True enough, which is why we’re so often cheap and...

I can also speak to small woodland creatures,” he grins at me.

Calm down. If I wanted to hurt you, I wouldn’t need this knife to do it.

Don’t quote me on that

February is the cruelest month in western Oregon.

A selection of quotes from The Night of Harrison Monk’s Death (Jane Hetherington’s Adventures in Detection: 1)”Is this one of the more unusual cases of safe-breaking you’ve been asked to investigate, Mrs Hetherington?””Remember your private...

Aurora, you’re a child, live like one, don’t act like one. Enjoy the innocence, dump the immaturity.

I thought about the current contamination of beaches, raw sewage spilling into oceans and streams, the hole in the ozone, forests being stripped, the toxic-waste dumps, the merry plunder of mankind added to the drought...

As he drove away from his handiwork, knowing he’d left no survivors, the killer looked at the rising smoke and gave himself a pat on the back for another assignment well done…

Regarding both Misty and myself he was egotistical, rude, obnoxious, condescending, insensitive, and mean-spirited⎯and those are his good qualities.

Never confuse lust for anything other than what it is. There isn’t a man alive that wouldn’t gladly take what you are so willing to offer.””Any but you, apparently.” -Eric to Camile, Pawn of Innocence

…she had a new handbag to go with her new attitude.

All these girls swooning over hunky vampires, what they really want is to give away their freedom, to be controlled and told what to do and not have to think — and never die, of...

Shouldering the duffel bag with the Marine Corps bulldog, Old Man knocked Jan’s photo off the bed table. He turned to stone staring down at the photo. His face then splintered into hurt. Tears seeped...

Please don’t look for me. You won’t find me.

The moon shines like a freshly unwrapped cheese ball at the holidays.”-William Harrison in Truth Insurrected: The Saint Mary Project

He sidestepped down the alley and into another one connected to a small garage, where a raccoon with matching black eyes just like his own halted in mid-step next to a trash can.They stared at...

Fighting with Harper stirred his blood, and walking out on her had only intensified his need, as though the brief separation was more than he could bear. All he could think about was getting back...

She dribbled water over his neck and back. The towel didn’t quite soak up all of it, and drops raced down his back, trailing the curve of his spine. She loved that curve, framed on...

He walked away. It was a shame really, but what could I do? He was the law; I broke the law, two things one should never combine.From WIP The Trinity Saints

Meaning, yes — I don’t really exist except on the page or in the back of your brain. But if you think it’s weird a fictional character’s telling this story, you ain’t seen what happened,...

I kissed her, a long hard kiss. Because baby didn’t know it, but baby was dead, and in a way I couldn’t have loved her more.

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.

Muslims make pilgrimages to Mecca. Dylan fans make pilgrimages to Hibbing.

Adventure is my middle name.

Her breathing hitched and his all but seized in his lungs for the want of her, the taste of her, the feel of her under his hands. His lips whispered against the curve of hers,...