Supernatural Thrillers Quotes

“Only God is the Giver and Master of Creativity and imagination because they are gifts that can only come from Him Alone!”
― Miss Cheyenne Mitchell, The Covering

“Sacrifices can backfire, Mr Ryan.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“The world has forgotten them, and they have forgotten the world.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar

“The rhythmic creak of quiet footsteps came from the other side of the door. Ruth paused before bowing down to peer through the same keyhole her son had looked through. There was nothing in there except an empty room in worse condition than theirs, peeling walls, mould, grime, no bed, no nothing, save for an undeniable draught of melancholy blowing through the keyhole.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar

“We’re not asking you to love him,’ said Mr Halifax. ‘We’re just asking you to kiss him.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar

“If the gods were listening, they would bring their thunder.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Hotel Miramar

“All those times we were chasing spirits, stalking graveyards at midnight, and camping out in haunted houses, there was a Spirit waiting for us.
This One wants to be found, felt, and experienced. Not just with electromagnetic equipment and infrared thermometers but our living human beings.”
― BEBogdon, Exodus Team: New Roads

“I gave you my heart, but you took everything else.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“I’ve opened my eyes…for the first time in my life, I think. When you are trapped in a body-cage like I am, whatever part of you is left becomes superhuman and my eyes, Victor, my eyes can see so much more now.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head about that. We have certain privileges around here. We can open doors where there are no doors.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Dead Ends

“Where you have gods, you will find demons.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“Rosie, you’re the Stephen Hawking of the real estate business.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“A dark well of the darkest wishes.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“One hell of a love spell that witch cast on me.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“To rise, you must fall. To fall, you must rise.
You are the light in the darkness. You are the darkness in the light.
You are the servant who sits at the right hand of Death. You are Death who sits at the right hand of the servant.
Fire and Water.
You will meet Death not once but twice as it is written, and you will show It your face.
Water and Fire.
The kiss of death, the kiss of life.
Into the hole, you shall descend to judge the dead.
From the hole, you shall ascend to judge the living.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“Her body was a prison, but no bars will trap her spirit.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“But no, Miss Rigor Mortis, the mother of all potters, had moulded her face into the face of the immortal.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“Miss Rigor Mortis, the mother of all potters, was moulding his Rosie into a curling thing of nightmares.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Rosie

“For a hallucinatory moment, Kelly and I are the same person, the living and the dead on either side of the mirror.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive

“As I fall into an uneasy slumber, I dream of dark shadows coming through glowing doorways.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive

“I had the most beautiful sleep; I dreamt of Kells, and we were in the mirror together.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive

“And let me tell you something, they come back meaner.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive

“And let me tell you something; they come back meaner.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive

“I’ve been here all along,’ Hazel answers back. ‘But you never looked at me long enough to see the real me.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive

“But I was lost in hopeless hope.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive

“A squatter of unfathomable terror lurks upstairs in that deserted bedroom, nothing but plywood and joists separating hell on Earth from the kitchen table below.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Drive

“She read the route over and over, hoping it would suddenly change, and she wouldn’t have to make that stop. But every time she blinked her eyes, wishing it would be different, it stared back at her through the screen.
Those eight letters and two syllables stirred up painful memories of the life she’d spent years running away from.
Curesall.”
― Eve Tara, Broken Down Ghost Town

“Moving slowly and silently as she always had when entering this house, Lynn made her way into the living room. Or what she’d remembered as the living room. As she looked around, the only things left were the cracked and peeling paint and the blackout curtains made obsolete by boarding the property. Lynn closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the dusty air to settle her feelings.”
― Eve Tara, Broken Down Ghost Town

“She saw the ghosts of her family home around her moving around in the dust and the light. To her right, a dining room full of people celebrating. In front of her, a figure in the kitchen seemed to be preparing meals. The old piano to her left was occupied by someone singing and playing. She shook her head and blinked fast as everything faded away. Lynn wondered if it was all in her head or if ghosts were really in the house. She blinked again, and their silhouettes disappeared.”
― Eve Tara, Broken Down Ghost Town

“I get up, my legs weak and my body still shaking.

My black dagger claws are cutting through the blades of grass, slicing them upon impact.

The little piece of my tail scurries over the new land under my webbed feet.

I haven’t been out in the “real world", hmmm, when was the last time?

Never!”
― Sunshine Rodgers, After You