Nancy Holder > Quotes

“Passion now begins to wake
and whom we desire, we will take
then we'll cut them down to the quick
love itself the cruelest trick.
Moved we are by loves sweet song
though it plays not for long
we can blow on embers bright
till passion outtakes the light.”
― Nancy Holder, Legacy

“I can feel you, even though I can't see you.”
― Nancy Holder, Wicked: Witch & Curse

“Ostara, if one dies while in these othere states of consciousness, one dies indeed. this begs the question, are dreams truly only ever dreams?”
― Nancy Holder, Wicked 2: Legacy & Spellbound

“Earth, Ashes to ashes and dust to dust in mother earth we place our trust and as we cycle through our years we water it with blood and tears...”
― Nancy Holder, Wicked 2: Legacy & Spellbound

“The holiness of love inspired ordinary men and women to act like angels. It lifted them on wings closer to God.”
― Nancy Holder, Crusade

“...perhaps we only notice things when the time comes for us to pay attention to them. When they need us to see them…”
― Nancy Holder, Crimson Peak

“We're staying for the moment. ut if you do anything i find the least bit suspicious, I'll kill you. Fair Warning?”
― Nancy Holder

“None so deaf as those that will not hear; none so blind as those that will not see.”
― Nancy Holder, Crimson Peak

“Para siempre. Forever.”
― Nancy Holder, Crusade

“Witches, wolves, and moral friend
There is horror that does not end
War is waged and battles fought
But have you stopped to count the cost?
We are the ones backed by right
We must strike with bold and might
The cursed ones blamless be
Warm them of the Hunters you see”
― Nancy Holder, Crusade

“What kind of freaks are they? Katelyn thought as they continued to circle her. Is this some result of banjo inbreeding?”
― Nancy Holder & Debbie Viguie, Unleashed

“As never before, he understood the vitality of tradition, the dignity of the worship of what had existed before one's own self had come into being. There was no shame in awe; there was exaltation. (“Cafe Endless: Spring Rain”)”
― Nancy Holder, Love in Vein: Twenty Original Tales of Vampiric Erotica

“I hear it" Antonio whispered. "I hear you wanting. That's your heart. That's life. That's being alive.”
― Nancy Holder, Vanquished

“There is a moment after death when things can go one of several ways, when souls can mingle and reunite-or be forever parted. Fate throws the bones, and hearts are mended, or shattered. What tips the balance in one's favor? Is it Mercy, or Grace, or Justice-the names of the three brightest angels? Or is it Love, the name of the One True Being?”
― Nancy Holder

“Don't you feel more than one thing at a time? That's what insanity is, trying to feel one way. That's why it feels good to go crazy. Or to be addicted. It's so much easier than feeling several things at once. -Miles”
― Nancy Holder, The Screaming Season

“They needed to believe they had a chance.
Even if they had none.
They needed to believe that love and faith would win the day.
Even if the day was already lost.”
― Nancy Holder, Debbie Viguie, Damned (Crusade # 2)

“The mad head of the house was rotting, and night was dragging her wings across the moon, tracing filigree on the floors. In the attic, more black moths were dancing because it was cold, because it was dark. Because they were hungry. For the butterfly.”
― Nancy Holder, Crimson Peak: The Official Movie Novelization

“This life, this entire world, was a crucible. It was the crusade of their times, and they were the knights, the warriors.”
― Nancy Holder, Debbie Viguie (Crusade)

“But the horror... The horror was for love. The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out. It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all.”
― Nancy Holder, Crimson Peak

“Then she reached to kiss him on the lips, and he let himself have that. Soft, warm, she loved him, a monstrous abomination, a Cursed One. This might be all they ever had, this moment, this kiss, this love.”
― Nancy Holder, Debbie Viguie (Crusade)

“Is it a good life or a bad one? The answer doesn’t matter. It’s the only life we have.”
― Nancy Holder, Big Damn Hero

“I love you," he said. "Oh, dear God, Skye, you have to know it. And if you'd gone..."
He saw Eriko lying dead. He felt the roughness of the rocks he had piled to make her grave. And he said good-bye to her.
"Jamie," Skye said, shushing him as she put her hands on his head. "I—I...you're my brother in all things. And that how I love you, too."
He froze as the meaning of her words penetrated the tidal wave of his emotions. "I'm not too late. I didn't tell you too late," he said desperately.
She hesitated. And then she said, "Holgar."
No. Jamie's world stopped.”
― Nancy Holder, Vanquished

“Seek and destroy, hunt and find
We will kill all their kind
They will beg and they will plead
As we drink their blood with mead”
― Nancy Holder

“I now pronounce yo a mated pair," the cardinal said, clearly pleased with himself over the phrase.
There was an expectant pause while everyone waited for the line that he'd clearly forgotten.
"Better kiss her quick, wolfie," Jamie teased gently.
Holgar swept Skye up in his arms, and she squealed with joy as they kissed.”
― Nancy Holder, Vanquished

“Sweetly, he cupped her cheek and very slowly and deliberately pushed down the bodice of her blouse just a little. She laughed. They kissed. Kissed harder. The warmth between them heated, then blazed—the greatest gift of the Goddess—as Holgar tore off her clothes and—”
― Nancy Holder, Vanquished

“Sometimes the hardest thing you have to do is fight when you'd rather just give up. You can't give up. No matter what. Not even if your heart is breaking. Not even if everything and everyone you love has been taken from you. You must keep going. Because sometimes, the fight is all you have.”
― Nancy Holder and Debbie Viguie, Damned

“Okay," she murmured. "I love you."
"I love you too."
She looked up at Holgar and realized that he didn't understand. She could feel her heartbeat speeding up, and she shook her head. His smile began to fade.
"Not as a friend, or as a partner. Holgar, I—I love you, and I want to be with you."
His smile faded, and his eyes took on a strange look. She could feel herself beginning to panic. He doesn't feel the same way. That's okay. At least I told him.
"Like a mate?" he asked.
She almost started laughing. A mate was British slang for a best friend. But that's not what Holgar was likely referencing. He was a werewolf, and they called their spouses mates.
"Like a mate," she said, managing not to giggle at the unexpected language barrier.
He still looked confused and a little lost.
"For helvede," she said, using his favourite curse word. And then she leaned forward and kissed him.
She tasted surprise on his lips for just a moment, and then he wrapped his arms around her and crushed her to him. she would have to do a healing spell on her bruised ribs later, but at the moment she didn't care. All she cared about was the passion, the yearning, she felt from him.
When at last they broke apart, she whispered again, "I love you."
"I love you too," he said.
And looking into his eyes this time, she knew that they were talking about the same thing.
"So, do we want to give us a shot?" she asked, breathless.
He looked at her, confusion again returning to his eyes.
"You love me, ja?"
"Yes, ja," she said.
He grinned at her. His eyes danced. "Then marry me.”
― Nancy Holder, Vanquished

“A shadow? Oh, darling, all that lives in this house are shadows and reflections and creaks and groans. So you’d better soothe that boundless imagination of yours from now on.” Edith”
― Nancy Holder, Crimson Peak: The Official Movie Novelization

“Well, I like him. There’s a darkness to him. But does he make it all the way through?”
She shrugged. “It’s entirely up to him.”
“What do you mean?” He smiled quizzically at her.
“Characters talk to you. Transform. Make choices,” she replied.
“Choices,” he echoed.
“Of who they become.”
― Nancy Holder, Crimson Peak

“Whoever said our oldest fear is fear of the unknown, knew what he was talking about. All the electric lights and brick walls we’ve constructed never seem to take the edge off the suspicion that somewhere out there in the dark, some thing is waiting for us. For a handful of people in Silicon Valley that summer, the thing stopped waiting and stepped out of the night. • • •”
― Nancy Holder, Kolchak The Night Stalker: Passages Of The Macabre