Marcelene Dys

Marcelene’s Bookshelves

to-read‎ (65)
currently-reading‎ (0)
read‎ (164)
2024‎ (1)
5-star-books‎ (1)
5-stars‎ (1)
absolute-favorites‎ (1)
adventure‎ (1)
all-time-favorites‎ (1)
all-time-favs‎ (1)
best-books‎ (1)
book-club‎ (1)

books-i-own‎ (1)
books-to-buy‎ (1)
bookshelf‎ (1)
contemporary‎ (1)
crime‎ (1)
crime-fiction‎ (1)
dark‎ (1)
drama‎ (1)
ebooks‎ (1)
fav‎ (1)
faves‎ (1)
favorite‎ (1)

favorite-books‎ (1)
favorites‎ (1)
fiction‎ (1)
home-library‎ (1)
i-own‎ (1)
kindle‎ (1)
loved‎ (1)
loved-it‎ (1)
mine‎ (1)
must-read‎ (1)
my-books‎ (1)
my-ebooks‎ (1)

my-favorites‎ (1)
my-library‎ (1)
mystery‎ (1)
mystery-crime‎ (1)
mystery-thriller‎ (1)
need-to-buy‎ (1)
novels‎ (1)
on-my-bookshelf‎ (1)
on-my-shelf‎ (1)
own‎ (1)
owned‎ (1)
psychological‎ (1)

Stats | More…

Marcelene’s Quotes

“McDonalds? Never heard of it. We are going to have to find out where it is and take the whole family.”
― R. Gerry Fabian, Just Out Of Reach

tags: childhood-innocence, curiosity, farm-life, great-aunt, historical-fiction, identity-struggles, moral-dilemmas, personal-growth, poignant, trust

35 likes

“It was a house-that-Jack-built sequence, in which the large carnivores had eaten the smaller carnivores, that had eaten the herbivores, that had eaten the plankton, that had absorbed the poison from the water.”
― Rachel Carson, Silent Spring

9 likes

“This is a high security men’s institution and they are complaining about me? Have you seen the guy who thinks he is Hannibal Lecter?”
― Trevor Alan Foris, The Octunnumi Fosbit Files Prologue

tags: different, exciting, fantasy, original, science-fiction, thrilling, unique

12 likes

“Where was the fear? She searched herself as she listened: sometimes the rat-tat-tat of gunfire, rapid and snippy like the keys of two vast duelling type-writers battering out threats to each other on a paper sky.”
― Lesley Glaister, Blasted Things

tags: drama, fear, fiction-novel, finding-oneself, war

24 likes

“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