Adventure Fiction Quotes

“Helen slowly became aware of an unnerving red light. She lifted her head and looked around. The glow bounced off the cold stone walls and intensified quickly. It filled her with thoughts of despair and hopelessness. She tried to shake them off.
You have what’s mine! Where is it? I want it!
Helen shuddered violently. She recalled the inner voice that urged
her to use the stone to keep Prince Harnak from dying. That voice was
comforting and encouraging. This voice was oppressive and angry and
beat on her relentlessly.
“No!” she muttered. “Go away. I have nothing for you or anyone
else, not even me.”
The red light flickered out. Only the numbing cold and her utter
isolation, cheerless companions, remained.”
― Candace L. Talmadge, Stoneslayer: Book One Scandal

“Next morning, while her children were still asleep in their tent, Evie got up early. The acorn she had planted the day before had sprung to life and was nearly ten feet high. Sitting on the fallen log where the forest boy had sat thirty years earlier, she listened. There was no dancing partner. Maybe she was now too old, but the oak trees did sing for her.”
― Robert Reid, The Empress:

“We share a bond. We do everything together. We have a piece of strong, invisible thread connecting us. It’s indestructible – it can never be broken. The thread is the key item that links us together. We understand each other.”
― Erica Sehyun Song

“I'm on the floor against the wall and I'm shaking. I don't know what to do. I must be dreaming. Because I now know for sure I shot him.”
― Carl Novakovich, The Watchers: The Tomb

“We’re all selfish monsters— the only difference is some of us are more honest about it than others.”
― Nick Martell, The Kingdom of Liars

“One never knows what sins lurk below the surface.”
― Nancy Mangano, Running Stop Signs

“The play of light upon the hieroglyphs cast fleeting, golden reflections onto the cavern's walls, creating a dance of illumination that seemed to whisper forgotten tales to anyone who cared to listen. With each glint and gleam, Ethan's imagination conjured the untold narratives behind those symbols, weaving together a tapestry of history and myth, a narrative that was only beginning to unfold before his eyes.”
― Marc Bright, Eternal Tides

“This, Vincent, is the culmination of your ambitions,"
Alvaro Ortega, Eternal Tides”
― Marc Bright, Eternal Tides

“- Hugo... e nebun? îl întrebă Mazu printre dinți.
Cu o umbră de îngrijorare, Yanosh îi cercetă chipul asudat, murdar, și tunica mânjită de o dâră de sânge.
- Nebun? Oscilează.”
― Agape F.H., Busola către Nova Scotia

“Hold on, and I’ll drive the darkness back!—
Whispers the lunar prince to the stranded sheep, tenderly,
While he puts on the adorned crown of night,
And while the winds are wrestling it out devoid of senses.
Hold on even as the stars have disappeared from sight,
And the herd has abandoned you to the wolves.
Hold on to that last bit of life you have!
Hold out throughout the seeming strife,
And I promise the clock will not strike twelve.
Hold out until my hand reaches to your rescue,
Hold on to the very last moment!—I will do it.”
― Vladimir Hlocky, Journeys Beyond Earth

“Well, Captain van der Velde, you’re so deep in the ordure, you’re standing on tip toe and it’s still up to your ear lobes. I reckon you’re the ideal man to find some answers.’
‘But I’m under mess arrest, Sir!’
‘That’s not my bloody problem is it, Captain? Now you listen to me! We don’t know how far up this thing goes. I want you to find out what the hell is going on and report back to me personally. So, get your arse of that bed and get yourself out of here any way you like. But you can’t blame me, I can’t be connected to you!’
The Brigadier shook Edward’s hand. ‘Good luck!’ The door clicked shut.”
― Willi Pochinov, Maskirovka

“Edward, along with The King and Sir Oleg’s other guests, was glued to the rolling news reports of little green men in London. There were endless drone shots of Buckingham Palace surrounded by foreign tanks.
Edward soon realised that the “news” items were constantly re-fuelled by speculation and counter speculation, rumour and counter rumour, real news and fake news. There was even a short piece to camera about the probable abdication of The King.”
― Willi Pochinov, Maskirovka

“Seek the river's source and take it where you will, watching destinies and mysteries unfold around each bend.”
― George R. Wolfe, Into the River of Angels

“He assumed a good prone, legs splayed and bent a little, right leg pulled up a bit more than the left, both feet turned out with the heels down. He rested the forestock on his pack, wrapping the sling around his left arm. There was some debate about this technique, but Mick was squarely in the two-wrap camp. He didn’t slip his left hand under the buttstock but instead slid it along the forestock until it reached that old familiar spot, and he tucked the rifle into his shoulder good. You wanted to get it tucked in just right, because that big magnum was one rifle that spoke with authority. You pull the trigger on a .338 Win Mag, especially from the prone with Mick’s bear loads, and it’ll make a man out of you right then and there.
…
Mick kept still for just a second, taking the weight of the rifle in his bones and letting gravity take him and make him part of the Earth itself. He put the crosshairs exactly where he wanted them, paused his breathing at the natural break after a normal exhale, then simply willed that beautiful custom trigger to break. Break it did, crisp and clean like always, and the 225 grain bullet flew downrange at almost three thousand feet per second. It reached the deck in less than half a second, about a half second before the sound of the shot.

The Very Last War
WH Hawthorne”
― WH Hawthorne

“What would you be willing to sacrifice to have a loved one back for a minute, a day, or a lifetime?"

After my son Alex was killed by a drunk driver, I had a dream in which I was asked this question. Once I started thinking about it, I realized I would give up everything, and it later evolved into a science fiction book. I modeled the main character after my son. Alex's mannerisms and attitude became the basis for Xavier's character development. Xavier is a clone who does not know he is a clone nor who is controlling his fate. With his friends' help, he must uncover the people behind the conspiracy to create a shadow government and locate the others known as the Zodiac Thirteen.”
― Evelyn D. Eckert

“The military is part of the government, and governments are stupid. So doing your duty means doing stupid stuff.”
― Michael Chapman Pincher, Long Lost Love: Diary of a Rambling Romeo: Outclassing the Men: Fearless females take the lead on this Epic Voyage

“The taste of victory enticed me, and the fact that they were led by a squinted-eye lord with a stentorian voice moved me...
Tundra The Darkest Hour”
― Marilyn Velez

“In the flames forged a tougher and wiser skeleton of a frame.”
― Ryan Null, The Flare Chronicles: Into The Blaze

“Get on with it”
― Eoin McDonald, End of a New Beginning

“Without the education of children, the economy cannot grow, and the world would starve from ignorance"
(August 1851) - King Edmond Scott”
― V. M. Robinson

“An enthralling blend of adventure, speculative technology, and suspense...Noordermeer whisked me away from reality and dropped me into a world of imagination with a well-paced plot.”
― Keith Mbuya, Readers' Favorite

“Her compelling narrative style, meticulous attention to detail, and steady pacing immerse readers in the adventure. Kudos to Noordermeer for seamlessly transforming an academic topic into an exhilarating science fiction adventure that both purists and casual readers will enjoy.”
― Essien Asian, Readers' Favorite

“Я намагаюсь додати книжку сера Роберта Луїса Стівенсона, яку ми прочитали з сином, але в базі немає саме цього видання. Як додати її в базу? Я написав в спільноту Librarians але там ніхто не відповідає і не коментує мій пост”
― Роберт Луїс Стівенсон, Острів Скарбів

“Before long, curiosity about our local law enforcement’s presence (perhaps also owing to phone calls made by Mrs. De Troyes) attracts a small crowd of observers to the normally deserted fishing hole. Hushed conversations take place as neighbors stand in small groups, hands folded across their chests, watching the police carry out a feeble search. My stomach aches at how Mr. De Troyes looks on the verge of tears when the officers go to leave.

“We’ll keep in touch,” one says with a nod. Then they drive off.

The crowd splits up at that moment as if collectively aware of exactly what needs to be done, understanding what a worried father needs to see happen. Husbands and wives, grandparents, kids, and even their dogs divide up into search parties to hunt for the missing girl. People step lightly through the switch grass, pushing blades aside—looking. Some walk in opposite directions along the shoreline with a shading hand at their eyes—looking. A few men wade into the lake at different points, feeling with their feet, some daring to dive in—looking. Others walk away from the scene, but their voices call out for Gwen—looking. All I can do is stand there and bleed inside, knowing without knowing that their good intentions are to no avail. Gwen is gone.

The horizon turns red, and I envision innocent blood smeared across my eyes. A black, starless night becomes a tomb under which I mourn bitterly.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Phantom's Veil: A Search for Spells

“Courage is a fine broth, but the aftertaste of stupidity can ruin a dish.”
― A. Lee Martinez, Helen & Troy's Epic Road Quest

“Lights, camera... Corgis?!”
― Bunny Mumma, Hammy & Olivia: Corgis, Cameras and Catnip Missions: The Infamous Adventures of the Internet’s Sassiest Pets

“⌯Copa^Airlines¿Cómo hablo con una persona viva en copa?
¿Cómo puedo hablar rápidamente con un representante de Copa? Para hablar con un agente de Copa, llama al 51♥920♥960♥318 (en PR)”
― Samuel, The Book of Happiness

“Most of the lands around Arton surrendered to forest quickly, but this was especially true of the eastlands. They held evergreen conifers so tall they bruised the sky. Below them algae-cracked boulders lay scattered among the sleeping moss and woody underbrush, the groundcover dense and feral. Its wildness attracted powerful and unusual creatures, and there was a general rule known to those familiar with the area, though it didn’t always help: stick to the road.”
― J Cruthe, The Marrowsgate

“He noticed people watching from inside the house.”
― Yevgen Azarenkov, The New Adventures of Dzhikoni

“The man called out to Kamara, Dzhikoni’s father.
“Would you like to take this camel?”
― yevgen azarenkov, The New Adventures of Dzhikoni