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“Promise me, if this is the end of us, let it be the beginning of the revolution.”
― Carl Novakovich, The Watchers: The Tomb

“I will say, this bed is really comfortable... What is it a pillow top? Damn, I slept great.”
― Carl Novakovich, The Watchers: The Tomb

“Quinn seemed to have become one of a jaded philosophical society, a group of arcane deviates. Their raison d'etre was a kind of mystical masochism, forcing initiates toward feats of occult daredevilry - "glimpsing the inferno with eyes of ice", to take from the notebook a phrase that was repeated often and seemed a sort of chant of power. As I suspected, hallucinogenic drugs were used by the sect, and there was no doubt that they believed themselves communing with strange metaphysical venues. Their chief aim, in true mystical fashion, was to transcend common reality in the search for higher states of being, but their stratagem was highly unorthodox, a strange detour along the usual path toward positive illumination. Instead, they maintained a kind of blasphemous fatalism, a doomed determinism which brought them face to face with realms of obscure horror. Perhaps it was this very obscurity that allowed them the excitement of their central purpose, which seemed to be a precarious flirting with personal apocalypse, the striving for horrific dominion over horror itself.

("The Dreaming In Nortown")”
― Thomas Ligotti, The Nightmare Factory

“Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil. Because I have my shotgun and bullets blessed by God to comfort me.”
― John Pease, Ezekiel's Eyes

“…and just for a second, she could have sworn she saw a shadow or something standing next to him, watching her as well.”
― John Pease, Ezekiel's Eyes

“He is old and powerful, and he can’t know of you yet, because he will know what you are, and what you can do, but more importantly, how to use you.”
― John Pease, Ezekiel's Eyes

“But a writer isn’t someone who knows a bunch of incredible stories. A writer is someone who can turn an ordinary story into something incredible.”
― Catherine G.Lurid, THE GULL CRY HOTEL: Occult Mystery Thriller

“So when you’re alone, and you’re hurting, and you open your heart, something will hear you. Because the thing that hears your prayer is hurting too.”
― Michael F Simpson, Sempiternal

“Loudmouth turned his head and pointed at me, with wide eyes that weren’t ready for an afterlife.”
― Michael F Simpson, Sempiternal

“The goat let out a god awful high pitched scream as it impaled itself on the shotgun barrel.
Shelton pushed the safety to the off position and fired.
Goat fur and blood splattered the inside of his Jeep”
― Mark Dossett, Exit 999

“As he drove down the claustrophobic corridor of khaki colored corn stalks the wicked witch was quickly replaced by Michael Myers. Who better to walk out into the middle of the road at that point. Ok, maybe Leatherface or even Jason Voorhees. The more he let his childhood nightmares fill his mind the faster he drove. The house kept growing in size as he got closer.”
― Mark Dossett, Exit 999

“Did any of them ever survive?â€� Cece had asked, the last night she saw her aunt.
Marthe shook her head, her eyes glittering in the firelight.
“No, Cece. Not one.�
Marionette by Antonia Rachel Ward”
― Antonia Rachel Ward

“Now it’s your turn to burn.”
― Jonathan Dunne, Fireman