Fever Quote by Jeff VanderMeer

“Water matted his black hair into spikes and peppered his skin with a fresh sheen. If I shut my eyes I could still see…

— Jennifer Silverwood

“He stood in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, the picture of nonchalance, and even as a human, he was too gorgeous…

— Julie Kagawa

“His old riot of black hair was now a translucent scrim of white, but his blue eyes still threw sparks.”

— Laura Hillenbrand

“But none of them compared to the dangerous stranger in her room. While the men she was used to were hotter than hell, what…

— Sherrilyn Kenyon

“...he could feel hot tears coming to his eyes as the image of that night, outside the house as the November wind blew black…

— David Nickle

“Everything around me was so starkly white that I began to believe that I would turn white sooner or later. I was quietly being…

— Nikesh Shukla

“In white, everything was vividly stark, like those line drawings in which everyone's black hair seems to literally to grow from the paper.”

— Liza Dalby

“I waited for the moment when he would resume his task of blood. The position was a strange one: he had already tried to…

— Victor Hugo

“Nature forgot to shade him off, I think... A little too boisterous--like the sea. A little too vehement--like a bull who has made up…

— Charles Dickens

“but he was afraid of being insincere and telling lies in the presence of death. It was on a fine winter’s day, shot through…

— Albert Camus

“His hair stuck up more than usual, but he was otherwise neat in his typical black. If they lived through the mission, she decided…

— Lindsay Buroker

“He had good, open features and a confident air; his blue eyes were wide and watchful, but something about them seemed to hint that…

— Sarah Brazytis