#demonic

I'm giving you a free shot at my blood and you're playing hard to get? What kind of vampire are you?" When Wraith just stood there, Kynan rolled his eyes. "Oh, come on. My blood's eighty proof. You want it. You know you do. ↗

— Larissa Ione

#larissa-ione #paranormal-romance #vampire-romance

Demonic figures and occult themes have disappeared from modern magic. ↗

— David Copperfield

#disappeared #figures #magic #modern #occult

I had to confront my fears and master my every demonic thought about inferiority, insecurity, or the fear of being black, young, and gifted in this Western culture. ↗

— Lauryn Hill

#being #black #confront #culture #demonic

Leadership that exploits and sacrifices young people on the altar of its goals is nothing more than raw, demonic power. Genuine leadership is found in ceaseless efforts to foster young people, to pave the way forward for them. ↗

— Daisaku Ikeda

#ceaseless #demonic #efforts #exploits #forward

All religion seems to need to prove that it's the only truth. And that's where it turns demonic. Because that's when you get religious wars and persecutions and burning heretics at the stake. ↗

— John Shelby Spong

#burning #demonic #get #heretics #need

Metallica - they're so demonic, they're crazy, I don't know how they do it. ↗

— Dee Dee Ramone

#demonic #how #i #know #metallica

This (Earth) is hell. There are no fires, no burning pits of torment, no levels or rings or rivers of lava. When we die, we get put right back on earth to live our miserable existences over and over and over for all eternity. ↗

— Larissa Ione

#demonica #eidolon #hell #life #life

Christians should never fail to sense the operation of an angelic glory. It forever eclipses the world of demonic powers, as the sun does a candle's light. ↗

— Beverly Sills

#candle #christians #demonic #does #fail

Right. Like I'm going to lose my freaking mind and hop right down the demonic bunny trail with Marshall so he can paw me every chance he gets. ↗

— Addison Moore

#lol #skyla #toxic #lol

While I was looking into Olivia's mad eyes and dreaming, my son left his game and his place by the fire. I didn't even notice as he went toward what I had thought was a bundle of rags. I didn't notice as he turned it over and drew back the blanket, lifted it carefully in his small arms. I only noticed when he spoke. "Look, Daddy!" Then, too late, I turned around. I did not know what I was seeing, but even then I felt a sudden lurch of shock and dread. I felt as if I had looked away at a crucial moment and my child had fallen into the fire and been burned horribly. I saw my son, my Alan, my darling boy, and in his arms a creature with staring, terrible black eyes. Something that had not stirred or cried out even when Olivia threw it on the floor. "Daddy," Alan said, glowing. "It's a baby. ↗

— Sarah Rees Brennan

#dreams