#itches

I knew that coming from a family with an unhealthy social origins, things would be harder for me. Nonetheless, in my heart, hope never died. However, over time, I had learned that trying never died either. Trying was one thing I always had to do more than others, because, in the self-proclaimed society of equals, we were made to be less equal than many of the families around us. ↗

— Teodor Flonta

#life #love #secret-police #transylvania #vampires

The Reckoning The time has come for Retribution A time for Redemption, A time for Forgiveness A time for Renewal, A time to prevail My love will set you free my darling. Our love, forever bound. -SL Ross ↗

— S.L. Ross

#demons #vampires #werewolves #witches #forgiveness

He had golden-brown hair, the most vivid baby-blue eyes, and a body that belonged on the cover of Men’s Health magazine. Her gaze roamed over his broad shoulders and down his chest. ↗

— Lia Davis

#hero #magic #paranormal-romance #witches #men

My mum translated this in her head to "witchfinder," which was good because like most West Africans, she considered witchfinding a more respectable profession than policeman. ↗

— Ben Aaronovitch

#west-african #witches #respect

Blessings be on this house," Granny said, perfunctorily. It was always a good opening remark for a witch. It concentrated people's minds on what other things might be on this house. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#witches #blessings

You are what you believe yourself to be ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#the-witch-of-portobello #witches

Then Miah whispered, "Your hair." Chace opened his eyes. "What buddy?" Miah leaned back but didn't let go, looked up at Chace with his red eyes and kept whispering, "Your hair. Lion's hair." Chace didn't get it but forced his own smile and replied quietly, "Okay." Miah let him go, Chace's arms dropped away, Miah's chin quivered but his eyes didn't waver from Chace's when he whispered, "You're my Aslan." Aslan. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. Holy fuck. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#faye #miah #witches

I'd watch your mouth", he said, tilting his head as he looked at my ID."The last lunker who laughed at her picture spent the night in the emergency room with a drink umbrella jammed up his nose". ↗

— Kim Harrison

#witch #witches

He'll be coming and going" he had said. "One day you'll see him and another you won't. He doesn't like being tied down--and of course he has other countries to attend to. It's quite all right. He'll often drop in. Only you mustn't press him. He's wild, you know. Not like a tame lion. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#lion #witches

People think that stories are shaped by people. In fact, it's the other way around. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#witches