Revenge Stories Quotes

“His delicate blue-ish cheeks dusted the softest shade of pink, and he bit that bottom lip again. The backdrop of thick black trees, and grey and white grass made his colors even more vivid. Pink, blue, purple, with big, green eyes. He was a tiny rainbow in a sea of black.”
― Kitt Lynn, The Blue Path

“He gently ran his nose over the edge of my jaw, inhaling me deeply before pulling back, hovering just over my lips.
I wanted to kiss him.
And scent him.
And make love to him.
I hated him so much.”
― Kitt Lynn, Until the Moon Ends

“A look of confusion, of bewilderment, came over his face. His eyes turned glassy, unfocused. Twitching a few times, he murmured something inaudible and then chuckled like an idiot. As blood pooled in his eyes and escaped from his lips in rivulets, he completely lost his balance and fell forward.”
― Ryan Lawrence

“Squinting, he focused with laser-like intensity to see what he could of the corpse below. He marvelled at the kaleidoscope of colours and textures the mangled body had created all over the urban canvas.”
― Ryan Lawrence

“Not everything was recent; some of the evidence dated back decades. The body count was high, and it made him want to vomit. He had always known Joseph kept up-to-date, comprehensive files on every move he made, that was no secret, but this was something beyond clerical. It was controlled paranoia, autocracy, and true villainy.”
― Ryan Lawrence

“These were the nights Chloe Morrison dreaded the most--when the stars filled the sky and shone vigorously down on her family's farm like countless police interrogation lamps. On these nights, she believed the sky became conscious, aware, and sought to act. Chloe understood what the twinkling expanse endevoured to do. It was a desperate attempt to illuminate the hidden depravities practiced on the farm.”
― Ryan Lawrence, Vindictive Too

“Every pretty thing has a reason to exist. It was what he always said. The words that summed up all the peculiarities of his very peculiar life. He never dwelled on what it meant. That was the uglier side. And he never liked to dwell on that at all.”
― Christopher Stanfield, Bitter Seeds