Quotes About Intrigue

Matherson was

Playboy Prince

Other lives just fascinated her.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go murder a man.

not Tony! She studied his

checkered past. I know about these jewels the same way I

You drag us all out of bed at two in the morning, you've got a reason." "You kill somebody? Because if we've got to dispose of a body this time of night, we'd better get started.

If he found her, he thought it might be a fine idea to lock the doors and take her mind off work, as ordered. He'd been wondering all night just what she had on under that red dres

Romance & the mystery of it, for everyone who can find it.

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Even the dead have questions.

close to midnight. I don't want to ask

If you're going to read this, don't bother.

Yes, I kidnapped that Lindberg baby.

If I turn up suicided in the morning, it was murder.

Question marks are shaped like hooks for a reason: they will hook the reader and drag them deeper into the story

I don't know what I'm doing here, either. I suspect that the moment I have it figured out, I'll probably die half a second later.

Plot is like Soylent Green: it's made of people.

Why one human being is attracted to another is one of the great mysteries of the world.

That boy said there's a corpse buried beneath each cherry tree. That's why they bloom so prettily. He smiled when he said that. Who was he?

I just want to see how long they will keep entertaining me…these six stars.

To destroy wonder and mystery, is to destroy the only elements that make existence tolerable.

Within, there were several ponderous brazen-bound volumes of medieval date, a thin manuscript of yellowing parchment, and two portraits whose faces had been turned to the wall, as if it were unlawful for even the darkness of the sealed closet to behold them.

Annabelle, I'm going to kill you! I cried, frowning at the mess. Then I glanced down the stairway and gasped. It looked like someone had beaten me to it.