Cold night Quote by Michael Allan Scott

“I saw the great sparkling orbs of his eyes, the tiny red veins that reached for the dark centers, that warm hand burning my…

— Anne Rice

“ghostly forms of darkness in the heat mirage,”

— James Dashner

“The night creeps in by subtle degrees while a show of fierce colors attracts and distracts me. I look up, suddenly aware of remote…

— Richelle E. Goodrich

“Flames are licking at my skin and there’s a burst of heat clawing through my stomach. Every inch of his body is raw with…

— Tahereh Mafi

“Mist swirled and spun, like monochrome paints running together on a canvas. Light died in the west, and night came of age.”

— Brandon Sanderson

“It incinerates unceasingly, trying smiling in illusion of being alive; it keeps broiling continuously and restlessly sparkles around like a blaze of lighting flame,…

— Suman Pokhrel

The gloomy shade of death.

— William Shakespeare

“One can distinguish several types of inspiration, which intergrade, as all things do in this fluid and interesting world of ours, while yielding gracefully…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“In these rooms, the world’s vast hissing tangle of shadows burns away, all its treacherous grays are honed to the stark purity of a…

— Tana French

“The water is still and smooth. Polished glass. Not a ripple of wind disturbs the dark surface. Low-rising mist drifts off liquid mountains floating…

— Sophie Jordan

“Above, the stars were unwinking, also constant. Suns and worlds by the million. Dizzying constellations, cold fire in every primary hue. As he watched,…

— Stephen King

“It was true that the ghastly sounds I had heard through the fog had greatly upset me but far worse was what emanated from…

— Susan Hill