Paranormal Quotes

She had yet to actually call him by his real name. The psychologist in him had all kinds of theories as to why. The man in him wanted to hear her say it. Just once.

Hauntingly active as they share space with the living, the dead refuse to give up their undead residency.

You do know I’m not psychic, right?’Dash looked down at her. ‘Joy...you do know that normal people don’t see ghosts, right?

Michael had always thought that seeing ghosts was stressful. Those wandering spirits were nothing compared to whatever women had going through their heads at all odd hours of the day.

Even dead he won't let me go!" "Third time's the charm.

He's a nightmare, " she said. "I can be, too." Rook answered, his red eyes glowing. "Just try me.

Hey, ghosts are nothing to laugh at! Whether or not you believe in them, they’re out there. I’ve seen them. I’ve even heard them.

You can't bluff your way past everyone.""You mean about filleting that guy?" Sera returned."Who said I was bluffing?

I like you like this. The way it should be. Safe in my arms.

The Sandman is rising."It'd been the only thing Coll had said before delirium had taken him again.The Sandman. Rising.

When we are allowed two seconds of freedom, be prepared for me to tear your clothes off.""That sounds like a perfect plan.

No one could blame her if she was running a little low on the sugar and spice and everything nice.

Jesus, Jess, it would be nice if you stayed out of life-and-death scenarios for five minutes.

You’ve lied to me. You’ve hid things from me. How dare you talk to me like we’re still friends, like we ever mattered to you at all?--Sydney Field

Vampires love to gossip. They live for drama...

Maisie stepped out and moved as if there were gravity. "Are you coming or what?"Rook nodded and hefted Steve with him. "You should consider counseling.""For what?""Your God complex.

A ghostly voice shivered along my spine, whispering, "We shall meet soon, bèt nan bwa.

Ray snorted. "Yeah, the air right around where the boat was parked is absolutely full of shit. Like the devil blew his nose all over it.""That's a pretty picture, Ray.

Sleep, " he commanded. "You need to rest after being jumped.""You could jump me.

That is strange and creepy, " Marcy remarked, "but totally cool. You Ghostbustered her.

A woman could do a lot of crazy things for a pair of fine-looking dimples.

I don’t know if you picked up on the elephant in the room… but we’re witches. Angela, Andrea, me, and Evelyn and Celia back home.”--Aunt Maddy from The Ragtime Coven

I put the carpetbag on a ledge, and then, hanging upside down by my razor-clawed feet, slept until sunset. A first for me, and actually quite comfortable.Lord help me.

Am I right in thinkin' you've maybe been" - he dropped his voice - "the victim of an infamous outrage by the darkies?

Laughter gurgled up from inside her. She'd just mugged a mugger. Look out, world.

Tonight was about fathers. Vince was going to kill hers for murdering his.

So either I help you or I'm on my own?" With no way to get to Lambert. No way to stop the rage inside. No way to feel remotely normal again."That's the choice, " she said.

They moved as a unit, a first for her. The madman and the nightmare.

If she couldn't be with Harlen in Washington, DC, this was the place to be.Sera's mobile screen lit, and she glanced down to find a text from him: I have to pee.

At least that left hope for him. Except "Beauty and the Geek" wasn’t exactly the proper translation of the popular fairy tale.

Maybe pulling her emotions out and inserting in his logic would change this morbid course. But damn if he’d joke about it like she did.

This was sharing office space with wacko and bordering on ludicrous.

There are people who walk this Earth who truly belong in Hell. Sometimes, we have to move ‘em along a little… point the way.” --Vernon Kraft, Avenging Angel from The Ragtime Coven

Sensuality isn’t a crime, though you act like showing a little skin will kill you.

[Truman] didn’t want to fight the guy, whatever he was—alien, vampyr or douchebag.

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Damien glared at the buxom beauty before him and almost gave in to the urge to strangle her himself.

Unless I was delirious from my injury, we had just been captured by vampires. Who were they, and what did they intend to do with the rest of us?

Your scare tactics are useless on me, Thane. My people have needs of their own, and they don't include being locked up in an underground cavern by a bunch of overgrown mosquitoes.

God is a supernatural being, and a paranormal experience.

I always thought that funerals were meant for the living to say good-bye to a loved one. I never would have guessed that it’s actually the other way around.

Yes, my sister is weird and says crap like en route. I smirk - it's a common facial tic of mine - and turn to her.

I wish my talent was something that could be celebrated. You see, I can talk to the dead.

Never give in to the Darkness. The Light will shower you with gifts, until you let down your guard. The Darkness will only Overbear. Darkness overcomes, Darkness conquers. But Light Destroys.

It took a pair of ghosts to open my eyes.

Calm down. Ghosts don’t ring the doorbell.

Come along. Let’s get out of here and go toast to youth and vampires and rebellion.

Bad wolf. Stop baiting the human.

Her eyes narrowed, but she wasn't yelling.I think she liked me... kind of. The way a mother would like an annoying spastic two year old who belonged to someone else.

The lives we lead, every decision, it shows on our faces.