74 Best Killer Quotes And Sayings

It’s no secret that we humans tend to be a little bit vain. We often judge our looks and appearances to be the key to success and happiness. Despite this, we all know that we can’t define our worth by what we look like. For every supermodel there is a Scott Disick, for every Angelina Jolie, there’s a Justin Bieber and for every Brad Pitt there is a Ryan Gosling Read more

Everyone has their own story and their own reasons for being proud of themselves. Read these quotes about confidence to remind yourself that you are beautiful just as you are.

Attachment and Expectations are the two biggest killer elements of...
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Attachment and Expectations are the two biggest killer elements of happiness in everyone's life. Learn the art to monitor and control these killers to bring happiness back in your LIFE! ! ! Santosh Adbhut Kumar
She was a ray of sunshine, a warm summer rain,...
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She was a ray of sunshine, a warm summer rain, a bright fire on a cold winter’s day, and now she could be dead because she had tried to save the man she loved. Grace Willows
Oh honey, someday a real man is going to make...
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Oh honey, someday a real man is going to make you see stars and you won't even be looking at the sky." Excerpt from Grace Willow's Last Minute Bride Grace Willows
You are enough to drive a saint to madness or...
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You are enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his knees. Grace Willows
You are enough to drive a saint to madness or...
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You are enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his knees Excerpt from To Kiss a King by Grace WillowsComing this summer to Amazon Kindle and paperback. Grace Willows
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Villainessa Tittel was a hired killer, an assassin by trade. She had enjoyed the best education and had been trained by assassins who had (until then at least) been considered the best in the business. She had turned to ‘cleaning’ as an occupation because she really enjoyed endings more than beginnings — and anyway, she didn’t need to know her mark’s entire pedigree or life’s story, or to have some kind of facetious moral justification just to collect her fee. Unsurprisingly, when she did read — on those rare occasions — her books were always dog-eared from the back. . Christina Engela
I’ll rid the world of each one of you, ”...
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I’ll rid the world of each one of you, ” he whispered. “Every single one… Zoe Cruz
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Fear is a lethal killer of dreams, the greatest cancer that has beset passion, and a ruthless thief of lives stolen and buried in the decay of lives squandered. Yet the greatest tragedy of all is that the fear that destroys us is rarely the monster it pretends to be, nor does it possess anything close to the power that we grant it. Therefore, it is only a killer, a cancer and a thief because we empower it to be so. Craig D. Lounsbrough
Even those who want to go to heaven would rather...
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Even those who want to go to heaven would rather kill than be killed. Mokokoma Mokhonoana
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I myself, as I’m writing, don’t know who did it. The readers and I are on the same ground. When I start to write a story, I don’t know the conclusion at all and I don’t know what’s going to happen next. If there is a murder case as the first thing, I don’t know who the killer is. I write the book because I would like to find out. If I know who the killer is, there’s no purpose to writing the story. Haruki Murakami
Anxiety and Afraid of being rejected, have always been the...
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Anxiety and Afraid of being rejected, have always been the killer/s of our dreams........ Sounds like this story has been already told by me? Deyth Banger
Distraction is a killer of dreams, visions and goals
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Distraction is a killer of dreams, visions and goals Topsy Gift
Not everyone who has killed themselves because they were HIV...
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Not everyone who has killed themselves because they were HIV positive would have been killed by AIDS. Mokokoma Mokhonoana
Instead of being regarded as intelligent or knowledgeable, many a...
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Instead of being regarded as intelligent or knowledgeable, many a woman would rather be regarded as beautiful or good in the kitchen; many a man, as handsome or good in bed. Mokokoma Mokhonoana
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Believe in YourselfWhy must we see something to believe in its existence? The wind itself cannot be seen by man, but all have felt it's gentle touch and watched the mighty trees bow as it swept past. We cannot see love yet its nurturing warmth is the essence of our being and sorrow can touch our very soul. For remorse is like a ripple on the ocean, once given it remains only in the heart of the receiver. Yet all of these cannot be seen only felt. Why then do you doubt your self-worth? For though it cannot cast a reflection in the mirror you have only to look in the eyes of those you love to See it clearly. Prologue To Kiss a KingTo Kiss a King Copyright © 2017 by Julie Brookshier and Robin WoodsAll rights reserved. Except for use in a review, the reproduction or use of this work in whole or in part in any form is forbidden without written permission of one or more of the authors. This is a fictional work. Names, characters, places, and events are merely the product of the authors' imaginations or used fictitiously, purely for entertainment purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead, or undead or any business establishments, events or places past, present, or future, is entirely coincidental. . Grace Willows
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I stared down at my hands and saw the blood coat them, how warm and real something felt when it wasn’t just ink and stains. This was life and I was holding it in my hands. I drew my eyes back up and beneath the flickering streetlight and the throng of drunken cattle, I saw nothing else but the dead girl. Somebody out there had taken her life, her heart, and there I was with her warm, sticky blood. Feeling the most alive I’d felt in years. I had to find him. I just had to. . Charlotte Munro
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I can’t believe it.’ I whispered.‘ You can’t let him lure you back in, Felicia. He’s wrong. He’s wrong! ’ Vanian pleaded, I could feel the quiver of his magic, the wisps that were fighting against the iron burning into his wrists, I could feel the crackle as it fought in the air, against his emotions, against his pain. I shook my head, was about to speak but Adam grabbed him by the front of his shirt; as if a few more tears and shreds couldn’t go amiss. The tightness of his grip paled the Faerie’s cheeks, caused the blood to trickle down faster, dropping to the floor.‘ My wife.’ He yelled, ‘She’s my wife, silverblood.’ With each growl of a syllable he accented it with a punch to Vanian’s face. I couldn’t take much more. I jumped over and pulled at Adam’s shoulders, fingertips driving into the nook of his collarbone, pressing down with as much as I had in me, anything to break his hold. He recoiled and rose his hand to me, at first I flinched but I stopped. He wouldn’t hurt me. He wouldn’t. . Charlotte Munro
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And he would put his arms around her and hold her, but he had no idea what to tell her. In his mind, Gregor knew how to kill things, not bring them back ti life. Suzanne Collins
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Only a demon would prevent a person from saving lives or fulfilling their life mission. There is no reasoning with the devil. Stand with pride because your heart is filled with the goodness of helping others, while theirs is filled with helping themselves. Shannon L. Alder
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C.J. had once believed that he understood who he was, what he was about, what he was capable of. But when the moment came to act upon these convictions, he discovered that his knowledge of self was faulty. Had his lack of killer instinct been a momentary lapse, first time jitters? Or was there more to it than that? If not the fearless, remorseless man he supposed himself to be, then just who was he?. Unknown