Suspense Mystery Quotes

“Love is pain. Real love – the one not spewed in poetry – is agony. It tears at your soul, strips you bare, drives you mad and demands the veracity of our existence. Love is madness.”
― Trisha Wolfe, Born, Madly

“Big results require big ambitions. ~ Heraclitus”
― B.L. Norris, Dark Moon: Don't Be Out... When the Moon Comes UP

“You’re mine, London. We can dance this violent dance until we bleed each other dry, or we can surrender. Your choice. But I will have you.”
― Trisha Wolfe, Born, Madly

“The beer gave Penn a headache immediately; she blinked like a mermaid struck by sunshine.”
― Genie Frisbee, Invented August: An Imperfect Escape to Capri

“Sometimes, silence become louder than our very fears.”
― Mladen Đorđević, Svetioničar - Pritajeno zlo

“Great. This girl was going to seriously mess with my ability to stay on parole. ~Maggie Mae Castro”
― Beth Yarnall, You're Mine, Maggie

“Really? Assaulting an officer? That’s a new one for you.” ~ FBI Special Agent Clive Poole to Maggie Mae Castro”
― Beth Yarnall, You're Mine, Maggie

“Maddison de la Botella, licence to drill.”
― Monique DeVere, Zach's Rebound Girl

“And to think I could be at home cleaning the cat box," Esther Charlemagne said. "Watching for a Peeping Tom is so much better."
~ Chapter 2 The Night Shadow by Cheri Vause”
― Cheri Vause, Author

“So, you think your coffee-addicted mother is amusing.” She pushed at his shoulder. “I’ll get even with you. I’ll show your naked baby pictures to your girlfriend.” ~ Chapter 9 The Truth and Nothing but Lies”
― Cheri Vause, Author, The Truth and Nothing but Lies

“Black rose, black rose
Who’s gonna be your only one?
Who’s gonna keep you safe and warm?
Run, run my baby black rose
I’m gonna find you home.”
― P.M. Highlanders, BLACK ROSE: Short terror tale - FREE ENGLISH EDITION

“So many people want to, they need to villainize others. They need a clear bad guy who suffers the consequences of violating their morality. But isn’t this the essence of intolerance?”
― Maxime Trencavel, The Matriarch Matrix

“Parrott, hate to disturb you on your day off. Need you to check out a death at the Campbell farm. Lots of important people at a weekend party. Looks like natural causes, but--"
“Okay, Chief. I’m on it.” Parrott shut down his computer and put on his heavy coat. He glanced back at Tonya’s picture before he stepped out and closed the door.”
― Saralyn Richard, Murder in the One Percent

“He said, “I was doing a job Tuhin but that old pain sometime, I can’t handle." - A memorable day.”
― Rabi Chatterjee, Finding and other stories

“Stay in the world, Aud. Stay alive inside. Promise me. Stay alive.”
― Nicola Griffith, The Blue Place

“Some wield money like a blunt instrument, bludgeoning their way to what they want. Others hold it up like a flashing light. Look! See how important I am! I prefer to employ it as a lubricant, to ease the wear and tear of daily living.”
― Nicola Griffith, The Blue Place

“-Y no pasa nada. A veces la mente tiene sus propios recursos para protegernos de ciertas cosas hasta que estamos preparados para afrontarlas.”
― Michelle Hodkin

“Her scent-earthy and light, like the smell of crisp baby carrots when you first pull them from the ground-mixed with that of sawdust and leaf mold.”
― Nicola Griffith, Stay

“Crystal Gaze is Atlanta’s alternative bookshop and personal wellness center, more comfortable with chakras than chokeholds.”
― Nicola Griffith, Always

“Why did I lie?
I hadn’t planned on lying. When that stranger handed me the journal and looked at me with his big, desperate eyes, I wasn’t planning anything. I intended to give it to whoever asked for it. But when I was standing there in front of Officer Keating and his suspicious-looking partner, I didn’t. It wasn’t some elaborate plan or a scheme. I just didn’t open my
mouth. It was like my mind decided without me that I should hang on to it.”
― Marlene Ridgway, Where Is She?

“The drunk watched it come from between the man’s lips, a small nebulous cloud that kind of looked like the foreigner was blowing a bubble of fog in his unconscious state. The shroud floated silently from his lips and hovered over his chest, almost sitting on his sternum. In the adjacent cell, Connie forgot to breathe when he saw a face — a woman’s face — manifest in the cloud, looking about the cell in slow motion. The long lank hair, albino white, hung about her doughy pale face in wet strands. The closed mouth was too wide for the face and didn’t appear to have lips, just a thin line curving into a vague amphibious Mona Lisa smile which took Connie back five decades to his childhood pet frog, Leap. The black eyes moved slowly about the room, left and right. That nightmarish countenance turned to Connie and held him in its vacant gaze. He saw how the mouth opened and closed, almost like a fish…or was she saying something to him? The eyes weren’t completely black. Connie made out a fine ring of white around the rims of those hallucinogenic pupils. Her eyes were two solar eclipses.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Crazy Daisy: An Old Castle Novel

“Staff members sharing a coffee saw a more tender side of the black-hearted matron as she tiptoed about the canteen in a demented version of The Nutcracker.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Crazy Daisy: An Old Castle Novel

“Mrs Halifax was a dour and staring malevolent stillness standing in the hallway, right outside their door.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar: An Old Castle Novel

“Everything is pre-planned.”
― Nitish Nagpal RPh, The Last ride: A thrilling Night