Dystopian Quotes by Laura Kreitzer

“The night surrounds, breathes across her skin. They’re lost in the shadows of the moon.”

— Laura Kreitzer

“Time is a thief. A killer. Time is killing him.”

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“Time keeps ticking away, unaware of the suffering each second generates. Time doesn’t care, because if it did, it would’ve reversed.”

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“You should’ve told me,” she repeats. “Because here’s a news flash: You might’ve wanted to shelter me, but there’s nowhere you can…

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“Why aren’t you smiling?” Cameron asks. She picks up the Astropad and stops the video. “Because this is the beginning, not the…

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“Maybe the Society was right all along. From the very beginning, that’s what they called her. A time bomb. Tick, tick, tick.”

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“You didn’t tell Summer about it, did you?” “What?” Gage scoffs. “Yeah, telling your girlfriend the Angel of Death might visit her…

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“She would rather remain silent, but her voice is no longer something to fear. It’s strong. Powerful. A weapon of emotions.”

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“She waits for his reprimand or words of disapproval. He kisses her instead. Hard. Lips demanding, fingers tightening on her chin. He…

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“Just in case you’re wondering,” Gage says, breaking the silence, “this alliance of ours doesn’t mean I like you.” “Feeling’s mutual.” Julian…

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“He holds her for an eternity. Time cascades into the void of the past. She inhales his scent. Full of man and…

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“Death and his scythe do not come. No sweeping black capes or ethereal escapes. There’s no pearly gate, no prisms of colors…

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“Every Forsaken in a mile radius can probably hear you. You’re just asking for trouble if you two don’t stop whipping out…

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“She feels him scoot closer, the heat of him radiating off his chest and absorbing into her skin. His legs straddle her…

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“The aftermath of bearing shackles is an exquisite devastation, fraught with the ravages of survival. Even though one is no longer held…

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“A glacial chill rushes through Gage. He whips around just in time to see arms clutch Summer around the middle and drag…

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“I thought it was just him,” she says, ignoring him. “But then I found out I had the same effect, which means…

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“Seconds ebb and wane. She’s not afraid of her voice anymore, but she’s not entirely sure she trusts it. She’s seen the…

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“I like to eat chicken, but I don’t like live chickens. With their feathers and beaks and weird noises and flapping wings.”…

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“Struggling transforms her captor into a Chinese finger trap. She’s suffocating. Sucking in air without relief. Her lungs expand. Contract. Expand. They…

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“When I see your scars, do I want to erase them? Absolutely. But not your physical scars. The real ones, beneath the…

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“As he plods behind Cameron and Summer, he can’t help but stare at Summer’s exposed, glistening skin. His thoughts aren’t depraved or…

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“Refusing to listen to him any longer, Julian backs up. “Whenever you realize working together is in Summer’s best interest, come find…

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“Terror builds inside him. The reality that tonight will be his last leaves a sour taste in his mouth. The Tainted will…

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“When the nurse leaves, Doctor Rose mouths, “Act like you’re in pain.” Then she mimics a painful expression in case Summer doesn’t…

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“He’s focused on something—or someone—over her shoulder. The harmonious warbling of the rainforest morphs into organized disarray, as if a primitive maestro…

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“Dammit, Gage. What the hell were you thinking?” “I wasn’t,” he shouts. “I was upset she wanted to stay, and I lost…

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“Landon drops the bloody knife and stares at Summer like he doesn’t even know her anymore. The truth is, she’ll never be…

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“Gage is waiting on the makeshift bed when she enters the room she’s been sleeping in. The small lantern in the corner…

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“Why won’t you look at me?” she murmurs. He doesn’t speak, seemingly at a loss for words. “It’s my scars.” It comes…

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“Dreams deny her the freedom she truly seeks. Darkness consumes. Leg muscles burn. She runs away, even while lost in the paradise…

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“I’m tired, my head hurts, and the last thing I want is to play referee between you two. Get over it.” She…

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“Her gaze travels back to the lie twisted in a tempest of mud and blood. She witnesses the culmination of her recklessness…

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“A layer of fine powder coats his skin. “My lungs are turning to concrete,” Rob wheezes, hacking and spitting. “So are my…

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“Slowly, he lifts the flashlight. Her shorts are torn and frayed, her shirt ripped from chest to naval, exposing her black bra…

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“Her mum is leaning against the wall, arms crossed, when Summer exits. “Gage left from here a few minutes ago,” she says,…

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“Love’s sharp teeth sink into her. She surrenders to his possessive arms. They anchor her to his body and to this strange,…

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“She reaches into the unknown and claims his hand, clasping it as if he might evaporate into the night. She’s petrified. Not…

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“I’m sorry,” he says. No two words were ever truer. Still, she says nothing. Once a shield, now her taciturnity is brandished…

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“He smiles at her before ever opening his eyes. The innocence in his face ensnares. Wraps her heart in a cocoon. They…

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