Kyle M. Scott > Quotes

“I do my best to find my footing in a world that rapidly plummets from each and every grace.”
― Kyle M. Scott, Carnage: Extreme Horror

“Please, don’t do this, she silently begged an almighty god she had no belief in. And of course, no god answered. Jason”
― Kyle M. Scott, The Club: A perverted, gore-drenched road trip into Hell.

“It looked almost sexual – mother nature with her legs spread wide. “Whoa...would”
― Kyle M. Scott, Devil's Day

“Even his sister scoffed at them – these days at least - since she developed boobs and stopped watching cartoons.”
― Kyle M. Scott, Devil's Day

“In that moment, Mike realised that what the nightmare on his screen had said was all true. He had seen through the veil, and could never ever see the world as he’d seen it before. Of course people with clarity of vision could never be afforded a chance to thrive in the society that was being built by the very hands of those it would imprison.”
― Kyle M. Scott, Consumed - Volume 1: An Extreme Horror Anthology.

“Once they're in...they stay in. And that little bitch invited that evil into herself like a hard dick on prom night.”
― Kyle M. Scott, AFTERTASTE

“It can happen to any of us at any time, and the call of it may be so persuasive that we know not the moment when the world of the real crosses into the world of the hysterical. The line between worlds is paper thin and fragile as an infant. All we are is wrapped in the colors of our perceived sanity, and the idea...the fact...that at any moment we may slip, and our thoughts and perceptions may no longer orbit the same reality as others, is a fear both primal and altogether too palpable.”
― Kyle M. Scott, Where The Dead Ones Play

“I'm guessing you're tits deep in a horror novel. Something by Laymon, or Ketchum, or one of those sick fucks you read.”
― Kyle M. Scott, AFTERTASTE

“Then the crying started. First one child, a little girl called Jen from across the street, then another, then another, until the June afternoon sounded like a vacation in hell.”
― Kyle M. Scott, AFTERTASTE

“You’re one of us now, dear. And you must never forget...This world belongs to us. They are merely here to satiate our needs. Makes sure our cars run smoothly. Clean our posteriors. Fight our wars. They are cattle. They are worthless. They serve only to suffer and die in the service of satiating our hunger; both physical and financial. It’s been this way for centuries and so it shall remain - The rich will always feed off the poor.”
― Kyle M. Scott, Consumed - Volume 1: An Extreme Horror Anthology.

“And while a part of her wanted that more than anything; to let go, embrace the despair and let it flood through her veins till there was nothing left but sweet, endless oblivion, she wasn’t about to let that happen. Not”
― Kyle M. Scott, The Club: A perverted, gore-drenched road trip into Hell.

“What had hit him? It felt like he’d gone fifteen round with Bigfoot, then been taken back to the victor’s den for some one-on-one ass play.”
― Kyle M. Scott, The Club: A perverted, gore-drenched road trip into Hell.