“And maybe that is exactly what happened…he walked away and never woke up…” — Tiffany Apan Copy Share Image
“Headache is always preferable to heartache, and if you’re focusing on not throwing up, you aren’t thinking about how the friends of… — T. Kingfisher Copy Share Image
“Did you feel it? Did you feel the darkness in their souls and their countless evil deeds? Their fate was to die… — Demetri Bithanos from the Dragon Queen Series Copy Share Image
“The world is a parable-the habitation of symbols-the phantoms of spiritual things immortal shown in material shape.” — Sheridan Le Fanu Copy Share Image
“To me, Gothic fiction is the literary representation of the stormy gloom of the British Isles.” — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
“Joshua had always been able to get away with things—things for which he should never have been forgiven. He was a lot… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“I had the view of a castle of romance inhabited by a rosy spirit, such a place as would somehow, for diversion… — Henry James Copy Share Image
“he night beyond the window was still, mordant white snow, punctuated only by the eerie dark of the trees, gumshoeing their way… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“I found serenity in the towers, especially the highest, even in the midst of winter. The crows also enjoyed the lofts, and… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“She stood in the snow, effervescent, all pale skin and blonde hair, clad in white and bathed in moonlight. She should have… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“At its heart, Gothic Fiction is the introvert's "Hero's Journey" where heroes and heroines must navigate the uncharted territory of the mind… — Barrymore Tebbs Copy Share Image
“Insects crawled across my skin, legs skittering across my flesh, numbed paths of cold left in their wake. They were the creatures… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“It seemed for a moment as if something was there, loitering between the knurled and towering cherry trees, a flash of a… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“The reflection was that of a putrefying corpse. By some trick of the light, her face seemed sallow and slipping, the patches… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“It was a fact that had become the focus of my entire life, a whisper in my heartbeat, a permanent, insidious presence… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“I imagined her poised, a humerus in one hand, a toothbrush in the other, as she gently brushed away the last remnants… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“The past had already been dealt with, to one end or another, it was certain, fixed, the horror of it was already… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“In the distance, steel-blue mountains loomed heavy on the horizon, their shoulders burdened with the same accursed snow the gods were currently… — Hazel Butler Copy Share Image
“The marine underworld stretched below the ship and embodied many secrets. The disappearance of Olga had become one of the mysteries that… — Tiffany Apan Copy Share Image
