Quotes About Mystery

Xander dusted his hands off on his pants. "Secret passage," he said, then attempted to dust off his pant legs with his hands. "This place is full of them.

Secrets, lies, All I despise. The tree is poison, Don't you see? It poisoned S and Z and me. The evidence I stole Is in the darkest hole. Light shall reveal all I writ upon the…

Callum's basement had always been off-limits to me, and I wasn't dumb enough to believe the restriction was in place because that was where he hid my Christmas presents.

I have a better idea." Jameson lowered his lips to mine. My neck arched. More mud on my face, my clothes. "I bet," he countered, "that you can't wash all this mud off before I…" "Before you what?" I murmured. Jameson Winchester Hawthorne smiled. "Guess.

Picture yourself standing on a cliff overlooking the ocean. The wind is whipping in your hair. The sun is setting. You long, body and soul, for one thing. One person. You hear footsteps behind you. You turn. Who's there?

Everyone had things they found inexplicably attractive. Apparently, for me it was suit-wearing, silver-eyed guys using the word 'empirically' and taking for granted that I knew what it meant.

Before, I liked cars, yachts, a door locked from the inside, and you. :)

Her name was Emily," he repeated. "And she wasn't just a girl.

Whatever it is you and the boys are up to—stop.

knock knock! I just happened to have my ear pressed to this door. I might have overheard some things, and I have a suggestion!

I wondered if this was what Pandora had felt like the moment she opened the box.

If anyone asks," Michael called to him, "your name is Alfred.

Did Jameson tell you that I killed her?

Jennifer Lynn Barnes

Tobias Hawthorne. Even dead, he was larger than life.

Why had the billionaire disinherited his entire family after the fire on Hawthorne Island? Why use his will to point to what had happened there, when he'd apparently paid good money to cover it up?

Had the old man told his wife that their son was still alive? Had he known—or even suspected—the truth back when this will was written?

I inadvertently overheard some things while my ear was casually pressed to this steel door

The next thing I knew, she was gone.

Between the fire and a storm that night," Alisa said, once she'd recovered, "Toby's remains were never definitively found.

Mr. Hawthorne signed a document reaffirming his will yearly," Alisa told me. "He never changed it, until you." Until me. My entire body tingled, just thinking about it. "How long ago was that?" I asked. "Last year." What could have happened to make Tobias Hawthorne decide that instead of leaving his entire fortune to charity, he was going to leave it to me? Maybe he knew my mother. Maybe he knew she died. Maybe he was sorry.

How long has this place been bricked up?

What in the world had I done to attract the attention of the FBI?

I was starting to believe that was what our country ran on—secret upon secret upon secret.