Young Adult Horror Quotes

I remembered what it was like to die-the pain, the fear, the doubt, and the unknown. Somehow I had cheated death once. Now I was about to try again. ~ Rick Chiantaretto

What if all religiouns were stories, and all stories were true? ~ Rick Chiantaretto

I am War. I am Death. I am the Unloved God. ~ T.S. Pettibone

I didn't panic until my chest collapsed and I couldn't breathe. I gasped until I no longer had a throat to do it with. I didn't feel like I was holding my breath - it was more like I had no lungs. ~ Rick Chiantaretto

But sometimes, in tight corners, when your back is against the wall and the world is against you, you have to fight back in unexpected ways. ~ Caroline B. Cooney

Believe in yourself, Follow your dreams, and all things are possible! ~ Garry E. Lewis

It's been a pleasure pleasing you. ~ T.S. Pettibone

Don't think or judge,' I said. 'Just listen. ~ Sarah Dessen

What does seem to me poisonous, what breeds a type of patriotism that is pernicious if it lasts but not likely to last long in an educated adult, is the perfectly serious indoctrination of the young in knowably false or biased history - the heroic legend drably disguised as text-book fact. With this creeps in the tacit assumption that other nations have not equally their heroes; perhaps even the belief - surely it is very bad biology - that we can literally 'inherit' tradition. ~ C.S. Lewis

You can't be the only superhero around here. I can do that too. – Hope Danielles ~ Dulce Amor Soriano

What if the Devil doesn't know he's the Devil? ~ Cathrine Goldstein

Joel sat back in his chair and laughed at what seemed to be an inside joke, one in which I wanted very much to be let in on. An amiable smile stretched across his lips quoted by perfect dimples. I stared at him wanting nothing more than to indulge myself in that smile. ~ Shawn Kirsten Maravel

Don't discount intuition. It holds more wisdom than technology can ever afford ~ Jack C. Monroe

The other one was filled with loud and obnoxious tourists. Always boasting on winning a sand castle competition and seeing who could get tanned first. What a whacky bunch of people. ~ Erica Sehyun Song

There's an element of realism to it. I immersed myself more in the subject as a young adult. Then I started to get involved with a lot of people that were involved in it, and they would just bring me along basically. And I learned and decided that my Christian charity, what I wanted to do to serve God's will, was to help people that were ensnared by the demonic. ~ Ralph Sarchie

When I look up from my book, the wind has gained its full voice. This storm is the mad child of Father Time and Mother Nature. Wailing away in no predictable rhythm, their monstrous offspring's throwing a hackle-raising temper tantrum. Underscoring the hideous howl, I detect another, quieter sound, a pitiable, weak whimper which has been all but completely drowned out by the epic volume of the screaming wind. With slowly dawning terror, I realize this cowardly voice is my own; escaping through the narrow opening of my barely parted lips. Where's my dad? Why is he taking so long?
The weather ignores my whining questions and continues to whip itself into a raging convulsion. The windows rattle and the wind screams. But the sounds are no longer random.
In the midst of the chaos, the howling begins to form an elongated word. Horrified, I recognize the stretched out syllables of my own name.
"Aaaaannaaaaabelle. ~ Alyson Larrabee

The only wand you'll ever need is a better-feeling thought. ~ C.G. Rousing

I'm afraid." Olivia to Caleb
"Afraid of what?" Caleb.
"Of how vulnerable you make me." Olivia.
"I make you vulnerable because you love me. That's the price you pay for love, baby girl." Caleb. ~ Tarryn Fisher

You are the monster I claim, mein Herr. ~ S. Jae-Jones

It's only a scratch, don't cut my arm off! ~ Carrie Vaughn

Someone must be having a big party, Shyla thought as she turned into her neighborhood, the rhythmic salsa beat of Latin music was so loud.

A car she didn't recognize was parked in the middle of her driveway. She had to drive over the grass in order to get around it. She pushed the automatic opener to raise the garage door. Another car was parked where she normally parked, and it wasn't Carl's. It belonged to Pilar. Leaving her car where it was, she got out and went into the house through the back door from the garage.

Inside the house, the noise was almost deafening. Two young children were thrashing one another in the middle of the family room while some woman, presumably their mother, yelled at them in Spanish. The woman barely noticed Shyla.

Shyla went into the living room and could hear other voices and laughter coming from her bedroom. There, she found a young woman going through her jewelry box, and someone else holding up one of her bras. When they saw Shyla, they stopped laughing.

Pilar and another elderly woman were just coming down the stairs when Shyla went back into the living room.

"Shyla, why are you home?" Pilar asked, then shrugged.

Shyla could hardly hear her over the noise. "I live here," she said, too stunned to say anything else. She went back into the family room and turned off the compact disc player. There, on the floor, lay her great grandmother's china clock, broken. ~ Barbara Casey

You are young men and not children. The idea is that art allows the child imprisoned inside the adult to come out to play and celebrate the world and its beauty." He said that art was intimately linked with immortality: a challenge to death and time, a celebration of life. ~ Sinan Antoon

Blood might be thicker than water, but love was the most powerful magic of all. ~ Lucy Connors

Now that I had run out of steam I realized I was in Ronan's room, at
night. He was standing there in a pair of boxers and nothing else. Gulp. Maybe I
shouldn't be too hasty to throw away this betrothal. Ew. Great, Grazi, why not just drool
all over the boy in his underwear after you pretty much told him you wanted nothing to
do with him? I'm such a freak.
"Um, I'll see you tomorrow." I turned around and left as quickly as I had come in. ~ C.D. Gorri

These are the moments that make the dot-to-dot pictures of our past; everything else is simply filling in the gaps. ~ Nathan Filer

But this girl - She reminded me of what it was like to believe in something. Her hope was naïve, but it was real, and I hadn't felt something real in years. Nothing positive anyways. (Eric) ~ Shannon A. Thompson

My feet took an involuntary step backward as I suddenly envisioned a world where I wasn't a hot tempered smartass. It was a pretty world. ~ Jennifer R. McDonald

Red glowing eyes... No one could see her. No one could hear her. No one was coming to save her. Because Death had come sooner than expected. ~ Humairaa Anseline

Eight academically brilliant but romantically barren years, and then in a week's time a sudden bloom like this. ~ Dhaval Rathod

I am almost at the finish line.
I am trying to make it the best way I can. ~ Charlena E. Jackson

Someday, you're going to have to trust the people who love you. If you understand nothing else, understand this. People who love you--people like me--are actually here to help you through life, not complicate it. ~ Heidi Tankersley

That night, he laid in his bed thinking about all the possibilities. They came like waves in his mind. At first they came slow, then gradually built up speed, cresting into full on dreams, until finally, they broke onto the shore with all of their reality. First dreams, then nightmares. ~ Brian Joyce

I want better for myself and I am determined to have it. ~ Charlena E. Jackson

I recognized Meg's swirly handwriting and crooked my index finger into the side of the envelope to rip it open. There was no letter. Just a picture.
A picture of Meg holding a picture of me.
The word HOME echoed through my body like a rifle shot. ~ Laura Anderson Kurk

Her eyes burrow into my forehead like greedy grubs that want to feed off my private thoughts. ~ Emlyn Chand

Such a pity, really; the prey falling for the predator. The victim in love with the killer ... A mere mortal girl thinking a demon was capable of love. ~ Charlotte Munro

I am occasionally enraptured by Western landscape. But I don't identify that state of mind as having to do with my own origins, having grown up in the West, although I certainly crisscrossed Nevada countless times growing up, and then as a young adult, in cars and on motorcycles. ~ Rachel Kushner

He watched her curiously from below, feeling as someone might feel watching a butterfly sit nearby, afraid to scare it off with a sound of voice or an abrupt movement. ~ Alexandra Engellmann