339 Quotes About Mystery-suspense

They built it out of stone-dark gray stone, pried loose from the unforgiving mountains. It was a house for those who could not take care of themselves, for those who had heard voices, who had strange thoughts and did strange things. The house was meant to keep them in. Once they came in, they never left.

Taking a deep breath, George turned around taking in the unspectacular panorama. A tear moved slowly down his cheek. To George this was where it had all began. And where it was now ending. His biggest regret was not making peace with his family. All those years and now he’d reached the last moments of his life without saying the things he needed to say. Without making the effort he should have done. Years of taking things for granted.

It felt safe under the duvet. The world couldn’t reach Patricia now she was hiding under a thick layer of polyester.

In the murky puddle of rainwater collected at the entrance of the tomb, I spied my own reflection,a dark, hatted figure against a pewter sky.

Father Mark Paul found himself praying once again to get her out of his head. The pictures that formed in his mind disturbed him, not something he normally, if ever, entertained. Yes, Rose was a beautiful woman, more so than the average parishioner to sit in his church. A strange attraction had built for her, growing more every moment.

How did you know what I was thinking?” Her body jolted at the touch of his hand, wanting more than his hand touching her.“I know these things. I can read your mind.”“Oh.” A heat singed her skin.“I know about your husband, Richard. He’s not good.

You can choose your transgressions but you can't choose your consequences.

Six nervous wives at the sink, each quiet as a queen on a chessboard.

All the real secrets are buried, and only ghosts speak the truth.