Death Quote by Hazel B. West

“Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But such…

— Diana Pharaoh Francis

“He was like a knife, all harsh angles and violent promises.”

— Katherine Pine

“He was terrified he was making the wrong choice. He relied on his instincts in his work but now he didn’t dare trust them.…

— G.S. Jennsen

“He moved around the wide counter, silent as always. She was sitting on the floor, her arms wrapped around her knees, her fist in…

— Anne Stuart

“He picked up his knife and started carving again. He concentrated on the lines and planes of the wood to keep his mind from…

— Lorraine Heath

“She looked at the knife, her throat tight with emotion. No roses or rings with him, but a knife with feathers carved into the…

— Veronica Rossi

“The object I stabbed him with was all bloody. Fortunately for him, the blood was on the tampon before I stabbed him, and not…

— Jarod Kintz

“He tried not to think, not to understand: could there be any understanding of this? This had come, had crushed, and was roaring. If…

— Andrei Bely

“Guilt ripped into her like a rusty, serrated knife. It took up residence in her soul, settling in and getting comfortable so it could…

— G.S. Jennsen

“And I wasn’t certain why I’d gone that route either. Picking out the knife, putting it close to his skin, threatening him? It had…

— V.J. Chambers

“..he had trampled her poor, pining heart, and the wound was still raw, even these many years later.”

— Ransom Riggs

“Scary as this was...telling her these things was like a bloodletting. The initial cut hurt like hell, but with it done he could feel…

— Cara McKenna