Mystery Suspense Books Quotes

The dragon took his other arm. But he is still a dragonslayer, no matter what. ~ Ruth Ford Elward

You and I. We're going back. People are dying because of this beast. It must be stopped. And we will take the dragon this time, and water the ground with its blood. ~ Ruth Ford Elward

He'd been kidnapped, betrayed, almost fed to a Diamondscale - yes, a Diamondscale - and now, just to top things off, he was on the run with the man who was responsible for the whole mess. ~ Ruth Ford Elward

He watched her walk away with a sway in her hips that tossed her long, milk-chocolate-colored ponytail from side to side. ~ Meg Knight

A lot has changed, and now we're going off to fight a war neither of us wanted. So I'm asking you now, again, if you will bind yourself to me as my wife, now and forever.

Carison to Raven ~ Ruth Ford Elward

Perhaps I was also afraid the little voice in the back of my head telling me I had no idea what I was doing was right. I didn't have any idea what I was doing; if I had, things would be different now. Although, thoughts like this led the other little voice inside my head to point out if I wasn't here, or if I didn't know what I was doing, Martin would be a chalk outline of some goo on the pavement. I sighed audibly and put my head on my desk. If only all the voices in my head could just get along. I laughed at the absurdity. I must be clinically insane. ~ G.K. Parks

If you'd died on me, I would've taken it out on your corpse."

Raven Heartstone Celenti to Paladin Carison Destine ~ Ruth Ford Elward

Two days of wedded bliss and dead dragons. Any regrets yet?"

"Not a one. ~ Ruth Ford Elward

Blind Thrust' kept me up until 1 a.m. two nights in a row. I could not put it down. An intriguing mystery that intertwined geology, fracking, and places in Colorado that I know well. Great fun. ~ Colorado Governor Roy R. Romer

Never give up, Never surrender!!!!!
If you think you can't, then you must, if you must, then you can..Tony Robbins ~ Paula V. Hardin

I cadged a complimentary green matchbook with a gold bird icon from the Bell canning jar. Later we'd use the matches to light our spliffs. My fingertips tapped the stem to the gizmo that dinged a bell. Nobody came out. Wrong signal, so I did two bell rings. No response prompted me to tap out a series of bell rings. ~ Ed Lynskey

It was like this blackness that crept into the corners of my life until everything was grey and dirty. My insides felt burnt out, like if you cut me open, all you would find would be smoke. No heart. No bones. There was nothing left, just the anger. It followed me everywhere. It sat on my bed and watched me sleep and when I had to eat, it looked at me across the table. ~ Tanya Byrne

I play to win and if it looks like I've lost, its only because its not over yet. ~ Kiera Dellacroix

Suspense consumes your opponents, whereas mystery intrigues your followers. ~ Matshona Dhliwayo

Whoever had said that appearances were deceiving was only partially right; they could also be deadly. ~ Julie McElwain

Gino refilled my glass. "What a night. Booze, broads, and a barroom brawl. ~ Michael Murphy

Concert pianists get to be quite chummy with dead composers. They can't help it. Classical music isn't just music. It's a personal diary. An uncensored confession in the dead of night. A baring of the soul. Take a modern example. Florence and the Machine? In the song 'Cosmic Love,' she catalogs the way in which the world has gone dark, distorting her, when she, a rather intense young woman, was left bereft by a love affair. 'The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out. ~ Marisha Pessl

You've got to admit that you live at the center of a vortex that seems to funnel nothing but trouble your way." ~FBI Special Agent Clive Poole to Maggie Mae Castro ~ Beth Yarnall

Sometimes, silence become louder than our very fears. ~ Mladen Đorđević

I do not possess the ability to draw or paint.
I can't sing or dance.
I can't knit or sew.
But I am an artist.
I have the ability to put onto paper, words that tell an intriguing story.
I am a writer.
A writer is someone who, with just words, can paint a beautiful picture.
A writer can open up a world of imagination you didn't realize was possible.
When you open up a book and become so consumed in the story, you feel like you're a part of it ... you're standing next to that character and feeling the same way that character feels,
That's the art of a writer.
I am an artist.
My inspiration is the world around me.
My paintbrush is my words.
My easel is my computer.
My canvas is the mind of my reader. ~ Bri Justine

The trick to being smart is knowing when to play dumb. ~ V. Alexander

Suspense is like a woman. The more left to the imagination, the more the excitement. ... The conventional big-bosomed blonde is not mysterious. And what could be more obvious than the old black velvet and pearls type? The perfect 'woman of mystery' is one who is blonde, subtle and Nordic. ... Although I do not profess to be an authority on women, I fear that the perfect title [for a movie], like the perfect woman is difficult to find. ~ Alfred Hitchcock

They stole you from me. They took you away for seven years. Your entire lifetime. A life sentence. The waiting has been endless. The watching. The planning. Now, finally, I'm almost ready. I've got a few things to take care of and then we can be reunited. ~ Sanjida Kay

It's not just what Christian fiction lacks I appreciate - it's what it offers. The variety is vast: contemporary, historical, suspense, mysteries, adventure, young adult, romance, fantasy, science fiction. ~ Randy Alcorn

Eryx didn't turn to watch her go. His gaze was on Esmond, dark with reproach. "This is unacceptable. Apologize to our guests at once."

"Why?" asked Esmond. "I haven't said a thing that isn't true. And it would be a shame to stop before the exciting bit." He straightened up to his full height. "There's a kidnapper, an extortioner, and at least two murderers in this room, and I'm not leaving until everyone knows who they are. ~ R.J. Anderson

He won't hurt me. I have a secret weapon. ~ Sandra Brown

The right things often happen for the wrong reason. ~ Alex Adam

How could I ever forget my best friend, the man, who had changed my destiny simply by allowing me to write about him? ~ Peggy Kopman-Owens

Mum, your heart is the same size as your fist,' she told me once in delight, and we both made our hands into fists and held them against our chests and bumped them together: hands as hearts. ~ Sanjida Kay

To live, fiction must be read, and to be read it must be enjoyed. Why do so many people talk about the number of times they've lost interest in a book after a couple of chapters, or only "toughed it out" to the end out of a sense of obligation? I'd say it's because too many writers have forgotten that the writer's job isn't merely to express himself, it's to reach a reader. That doesn't mean pandering to the lowest common denominator. But it does mean that even a work of smart, thoughtful fiction should strive to engage and entertain. If you're a writer of literary fiction and all you're bringing to the party is a poetic turn of phrase or a deep thought, that's not enough. What about pace? Humour? Characters you care about and a smattering of suspense that makes you want to "find out what happens next?" All of these, plus rich language, bracing honesty and emotional resonance, should be components of the best, most thoughtful fiction. Because that's the sort of reading experience that readers should be able to expect from a novel that demands hours of their time. ~ Trevor Cole

Lending my voice to a dedicated readership is a match made in heaven. ~ R. Barri Flowers

The sound of running footsteps made them all start. Then the refectory door opened and the round, freckled face of Sister Belinda appeared. She was breathing heavily, and her veil was crooked, showing short tufts of red hair sprouting around her glowing face like unruly weeds in a parched garden.
"Excuse me, Mother, Sisters," she said. "But there is a police car waiting at the gate and what looks like the Black Maria behind it. Also, another car approaching from the farm and a uniformed constable coming in via the beach path. It would appear that the filth have us surrounded. ~ Sharon Bolton

No wonder Thanksgiving was my favorite - you can't buy it, wrap it, or put it under a tree, and even the greeting card companies can't seem to make a buck off of it. It's just a meal, with people who you love and who love you back, no matter what. ~ C.I. Dennis

There was a red snake of blood symbolizing her life, and its end. ~ Viveca Benoir

It is the Valley of Fear, the Valley of Death. The terror is in the hearts of the people from the dusk to the dawn. Wait, young man, and you will learn for yourself.

---Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ~ Donna Cummins

Elsa's mother no longer spoke to her of men and love, but of duty and fate and accepting one's burden. As far as Elsa could tell, if love really was the inherited female domain, then women were saddled with the biggest burden of all. It was pressing down upon them, the way the sea pressed down upon the creatures of the deep. ~ Kathy-Diane Leveille

I do try not to spend much time reading in the suspense genre. ~ Thomas Perry

If I'm going down, I'm going down with lipstick on. ~ Beth Yarnall

Watch out for your daughters.
The man is coming.
He'll promise you the world.
But if you accept, there's no turning back.
Watch out for your daughters.
Because here comes Jack. ~ Nancy Glynn

I was reaching for one of the handles when I heard Heidler's voice from behind me. 'It would not be wise to enter. It is a bad time to disturb the dead. ~ Micheal Rivers

Black rose, black rose
Who's gonna be your only one?
Who's gonna keep you safe and warm?
Run, run my baby black rose
I'm gonna find you home. ~ P.M. Highlanders

All your doing is keeping wayward teenage punks off the street. You should leave the real investigative work to us big girls with the pens and paper. ~ Diane Moore

She looked at Word. "You asked about X-it. He's sleeping. There are no intruders in his consciousness. I've done a sweep. Several installations, their A-I and Super-Recognizers have all been rendered inoperable, but others will quickly pick up the slack. Some will malfunction. All are on high alert. They know contact has been made, that you are still alive, and a global search has begun. No A-I or human Super-Recognizer can penetrate the room that you were in and in which X-it is now sleeping. But he cannot come out of the room until we are ready to return to the second in time when Death saved you. ~ Denny Taylor

In our world you got your mystery and suspense stories . . . your science fiction stories . . . your Westerns . . . your fairy tales. Get it?" "Yes," Roland said. "Do people in your world always want only one story-flavor at a time? Only one taste in their mouths?" "I guess that's close enough," Susannah said. "Does no one eat stew?" Roland asked. ~ Stephen King

With strange detachment, Naomi's mind noticed nothing but the beauty of the jump. Air sliced along her body as it streamed straight as an arrow in its path of utmost precision. The world fell away behind her. For an immeasurable moment, Naomi wasn't a terrestrial being at all. She was wildly liberated like a bird, soaring through the sky with the chaotic freedom of a wild animal. ~ Jennifer Perry

Life has its enigmatic events, that can make it a mystery, or my misery. It all depends on how I view it. ~ Anthony Liccione

A soft mist blew around them. Raindrops glistened in his hair, shimmering under the pale glow of the light post. His eyes were shadowed beneath wispy fringes, but the silver in them glinted like pools of liquid mercury. Her breath caught. It must have made a sound because his fingers tightened. His shaky exhale whispered across her face.
"This," he whispered so quietly she almost didn't hear him. "Is why you are so bad for me. ~ Airicka Phoenix

The water. The lake. It flows through our veins, and there's nothing we can do about it… It's like venom. ~ Karen Katchur

She tried to shriek for help, to cry out against the blinding agony, but her mouth wouldn't open. The scream stalled in her throat and she gagged. Oh my God. She couldn't move her lips. She couldn't say one word. ~ Meryl Sawyer

What a voice. Deep, throaty, but not in a sexy way. In a haunted way. A voice full of heartbreak and ghosts.

I won't go back, I won't go home,
'Cause in this place, the dead still roam,
'Cause this time, Whiskey Bayou won't let me go. ~ Susannah Sandlin

That's really easy for you to say, Jack. You've gotten everything you ever wanted. ~ Belinda G. Buchanan