Tim

“Slink sniffed the air. “There’s a hint of demon in the air,” he said, “and something else. Dead flesh that continues to walk. That can mean only one thing. The Cult have been here.”
― Frank Lambert, Ghost Doors

“The hair on the back of her neck was tingling, and she felt like someone was watching her. She knew she was alone as the locker room was silent.”
― Hope Worthington, Shifting Moon: Shifting Moon Saga, Book 1

“The joey, large-eyed and gangly in the way of almost all young animals, frisked about. He – she – it (Saskia couldn’t tell what sex) batted its front paws at its mother – who straightened from her feeding with a look of resigned patience to fend off the tiny fists before reaching out and enfolding the youngster in her arms. The joey melted into her embrace, touching its nose against her mouth. Saskia took several photos, letting out a small “oooh!” at the cuteness of the interaction. The youngster hopped away and leapt into the air with twists that could be for no other reason than the joy of doing them. Suddenly, it returned to the doe and, once again, interrupted her grazing by thrusting its head into her pouch.”
― Miriam Verbeek, The Forest: A thrilling international crime novel

“Where I grew up, women’s liberation was when you let a chick out of her cage so she could stretch her legs for 15 minutes.”
― John Rachel