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  • #1
    Becky Wilde
    “So why the hell am I letting him kiss me? And why the bloody hell am I kissing him back?”
    Becky Wilde, Bratva Connection: Maxim

  • #2
    “It was all about the G.I.s overseas. As the war became more of a reality and blue stars on windows were turning to gold stars indicating a soldier’s death, the tensions at home were increasing. Giving what little they could for the war effort was often an act of desperation. Some people made pacts with God to bring their men home hoping beyond hope that it made a difference.”
    A.G. Russo, The Cases Nobody Wanted

  • #3
    John Rachel
    “You can't teach calculus to a chimpanzee. So just share your banana.”
    John Rachel, Blinders Keepers

  • #4
    Frank  Lambert
    “Hestia sighed. ‘Stepping inside a mirror is like stepping into Pandora’s Box. It is a world of illusion and fragility. If the mirror is broken then so, too, will be whoever is inside the mirror at the time it is broken.”
    Frank Lambert, Xyz

  • #5
    Leslie K. Simmons
    “Now the ash of their aspirations lay bitter on his tongue. He was certain he would not have done differently, but oh, if only he had known how briefly the taste of the possible would be sweet on his lips.”
    Leslie K. Simmons, Red Clay, Running Waters

  • #6
    K.  Ritz
    “I walked past Malison, up Lower Main to Main and across the road. I didn’t need to look to know he was behind me. I entered Royal Wood, went a short way along a path and waited. It was cool and dim beneath the trees. When Malison entered the Wood, I continued eastward. 
    I wanted to place his body in hallowed ground. He was born a Mearan. The least I could do was send him to Loric. The distance between us closed until he was on my heels. He chose to come, I told myself, as if that lessened the crime I planned. He chose what I have to offer.
    We were almost to the cemetery before he asked where we were going. I answered with another question. “Do you like living in the High Lord’s kitchens?”
    He, of course, replied, “No.”
    “Well, we’re going to a better place.”
    When we reached the edge of the Wood, I pushed aside a branch to see the Temple of Loric and Calec’s cottage. No smoke was coming from the chimney, and I assumed the old man was yet abed. His pony was grazing in the field of graves. The sun hid behind a bank of clouds.
    Malison moved beside me. “It’s a graveyard.”
    “Are you afraid of ghosts?” I asked.
    “My father’s a ghost,” he whispered.
    I asked if he wanted to learn how to throw a knife. He said, “Yes,” as I knew he would.  He untucked his shirt, withdrew the knife he had stolen and gave it to me. It was a thick-bladed, single-edged knife, better suited for dicing celery than slitting a young throat. But it would serve my purpose. That I also knew. I’d spent all night projecting how the morning would unfold and, except for indulging in the tea, it had happened as I had imagined. 
    Damut kissed her son farewell. Malison followed me of his own free will. Without fear, he placed the instrument of his death into my hand. We were at the appointed place, at the appointed time. The stolen knife was warm from the heat of his body. I had only to use it. Yet I hesitated, and again prayed for Sythene to show me a different path.
    “Aren’t you going to show me?” Malison prompted, as if to echo my prayer.”
    K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

  • #7
    “You also would love to hang out with Logan. And don’t even try to deny, you think Logan is super-hot. I know you. You like him, and he likes you. He was insanely worried about you last night. He’s either head over heels for you or he’s your guardian angel. He was insanely worried about you last night. If I didn’t know you had just met, I would swear he was in love with you.” Meredith said in an excited tone.”
    Hope Worthington, Shifting Moon: Shifting Moon Saga, Book 1

  • #8
    Yvonne Korshak
    “It had happened. Thucydides, his archrival, was a general. Glaucon, from his own tribe, was a general. And Pericles was no longer a general. He was just a citizen with one vote. And an idea”
    Yvonne Korshak, Pericles and Aspasia: A Story of Ancient Greece

  • #9
    Barbara Sontheimer
    “Silently she stared at the splintered pieces and felt the flame in her soul gutter.  The flame she had nurtured since she was a child. The flame that had in it what little sparks of happiness she had ever known as well as all her hopes and dreams for the future.  She had tended it so carefully and for so long, and in one, horrendous, agonizing second, felt it simply... go out.”
    Barbara Sontheimer, Victor's Blessing

  • #10
    Sara Pascoe
    “She peeped through one of the small holes in the outer wall rising up from the walkway. The world on the outside was nothing but countryside now. Dirt roads, like chocolate ribbons, disappeared into woods or green fields in the distance.”
    Sara Pascoe, Being a Witch, and Other Things I Didn't Ask For

  • #11
    Walter Farley
    “stopwatch”
    Walter Farley, Black Stallion and Satan

  • #12
    Astrid Lindgren
    “წარმოიდგინეთ, თვითონ ცა რა ლამაზი უნდა იყოს, თუ მისი უკუღმა მხარე ასე ლამაზია”
    Astrid Lindgren, Kalle Blomquist, Eva Lotte und Rasmus

  • #13
    John Patrick Kennedy
    “She was a nightmare of beauty and ferocity, with a perfection of feature and line not found on Earth. Ruxandra was stunned out of fear for a moment. That such a creature could exist—that the nuns’ embroidered tales of demons, were not only true but were a bare and pathetic next to the real thing. This demon. This queen.”
    John Patrick Kennedy, Princess Dracula

  • #14
    Carl Bernstein
    “Woodward, a registered Republican, did not vote. He couldn't decide whether he was more uneasy with the disorganization and naïve idealism of McGovern's campaign or with Richard Nixon's conduct. And he believed that not voting enabled him to be more objective in reporting on Watergate - a vier Bernstein regarded as silly. Bernstein voted for McGovern, unenthusiastically and unhesitatingly, then bet in the office pool that Nixon would win with 54 percent.

    -- Carl Bernstein, Bob Woodward”
    Carl Bernstein, All the President’s Men

  • #15
    Annie Proulx
    “Deiter felt himself too old, lost in the forest of his own experience.”
    Annie Proulx, Barkskins

  • #16
    Ovid
    “...et ignotas animum dimittit in artes, naturamque nouat. (to arts unknown he bends his wits, and alters nature.)”
    Ovid, Metamorphoses



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