“ As researchers of the paranormal, we must understand there are ways to change the rhythm of time within us, ways to change the beat. These ways have been known since the beginnings of civilization, an… Ojo Blacke
“ To my mother, I was everything. To my father, nothing at all. To my grandmother, I was a daily reminder of loves long lost. Leslye Walton
“ This is the beginning of a new time,” Torius said, “a great moment for us. One of us has learnt the Tongue and freed a princess. I have saved him and killed the guards. No longer will we be slaves. No… Y.K. Willemse
“ She believed in magic—the magic of places, the magic of people, the magic of coincidences, serendipity, and fortune. She enjoyed wandering through the world with the open mind and curiosity of a four-… Jamie Le Fay
“ We played with the moon all night, painting faces on its blank cheek, shining its spotlight into sleeping people’s windows. But mostly we just ate the moon, stuck tongues to its surface and felt it di… Jalina Mhyana
“ Dreams are memories. Memories are dreams. But my time with you hasn’t become a dream just yet. Because the sensation of your kisses keep me from sleep. I’m in love, God help me, I’m in love. F.K. Preston
“ The strangest thing about demons is that they come to love you. As much as they try to murder the very core of you when you first meet, they become your closest companions. I never asked for this devi… F.K. Preston
“ Her beauty was ethereal, knocking on the door of the part of his psyche that still believed in magic and miracles. D.A. Henneman
“ Relationships are used by the darkness to keep people revolving around the ego’s demands. For a moment, people see the light of the divine in each other. They run to it and then quickly forget the lig… Donna Goddard
“ If my life was pulled into the pages of a book, there would be coffee stains and wrinkles along the lines of that narrative. Because all I can wish is that the book of my life would be well read and w… F.K. Preston
“ Where do they go, these dreams of mine? Do they live? Do they die? Do they fall? Do they fly? F.K. Preston
“ Violence can read like poetry. You just have to describe the act as if you’re in love with the way your characters bleed. F.K. Preston
“ I wanted to give you something that would last forever. Something that would surpass the world, that would still be alive and bright even after you passed away. Something beautiful. For your eyes and… F.K. Preston
“ The truth is there isn’t anything to me at all. All I know is that I can’t sleep well, I can’t dream well and I’m quite in love with you. That’s all there is to me. My greatest feature is my admiratio… F.K. Preston
“ The greatest happiness is a quiet kind. It’s the tender understanding that we’re living in a very strange place full of strange creatures. And there’s quite a bit of wonder in that. F.K. Preston
“ My creativity keeps me from starving. Humanity keeps my life mundane. Loving secures my love for life, but my imagination keeps me sane. F.K. Preston
“ I begin my life. I live again. I meet a young girl called Valeria. She smiles easily. She laughs tender sounds that pull at my heart. I’m too young to be profound but she makes me feel so safe. So che… F.K. Preston
