“Pain immobilizes people. Pain locks them in place so they spend hours, days, and lifetimes held captive.”
―
Christopher Greyson,
Girl Jacked
“You need to guard your heart. You love deep. You’ll hurt deep. Go slow.” ― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone
“When you looked in my jewelry box, that necklace just glowed like one” ― Christopher Greyson, Jack of Hearts
“entire restaurant was a large, open room with a kitchen at the back. There were five booths against the wall and next to them were five large tables, each covered with checkered red and white vinyl tablecloths. Dwight Yokum’s version of ‘Little Sister’ played over the jukebox, and the smell of pizza and beer filled the air.” ― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked
“I asked my dad that when he ran out in the rain to get the door for my mom. He said he did it for three reasons. One, it lets the other person know my focus is not on me; it’s on you. Two, it says what we’re doing, we’re doing together. Three, it shows any guy watching that you’re with me and I think you’re special enough to treat you right.” ― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone
“Car 68?” The dispatcher’s voice crackled over the radio. “Copy.” “We got a 10-10 in progress at The Boar’s Butt.” The Boar’s Butt was a local bar and pizza joint that mainly catered to the same crowd of rowdy guys. Jack always laughed at the name. “Any other info?” Jack swung the car around and hit the lights. “Bartender called it in. No other details. Backup is” ― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked
“One more question.” Henry waited until Faith put her finger down before continuing. “Do you ever remember your father wearing a baseball hat?” Like a kid flipping through the pages of a scrapbook, she ran through images of her father in her mind. No baseball cap. But it didn’t matter. Faith just wanted to stop seeing the man the world believed killed her sister. Yet the tighter she closed her eyes, the faster the images came. Her father at her horse show, sitting in the stands at Kim’s soccer game, his smiling face as he pushed her on the swing . . . Faith pressed her palms against the sides of her head and started screaming. The office door flew open. Dr. Rodgers, Titus, and two men in navy-blue suits rushed into the room. Like a boxer against the ropes, the images rained down on Faith like blows, but she was helpless to stop them. Each one sent her head reeling until she felt like she was falling—tumbling into oblivion, welcoming the darkness and an end to the pain. She felt Titus’s strong arms around her, carrying her back to her room.” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“toll. Faith had seen men so yellow from cirrhosis they looked like they’d been colored” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“splashing war,” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Faith closed her eyes, recalling the last time she’d seen Emily and Anna’s mother.” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Faith” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Pride makes one foolish.” ― Christopher Greyson, Kindle the Fires of War: A Kiku - Yakuza Assassin - Action Thriller Novel
“jerked” ― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone
“The dentist in the next office said that Dr. Melding worked late a lot.” “Maybe he was doing paperwork,” Lionel said, half to himself. He put his hands on” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Yesterday is over, and tomorrow is not here yet, but today is lonely waiting for you.” ― Christopher Greyson, Dance of Death
“Did your precious little boat of dreams hit an iceberg? Then swim for a lifeboat! And if there’s no room in the lifeboat, push someone aside and make room. If there are no lifeboats, you float on the wreckage, and if there’s no wreckage, you drift on the carcass of someone who gave up—but whatever you do, you fight.” ― Christopher Greyson, One Little Lie
“She felt at peace at night.” ― Christopher Greyson, Kindle the Fires of War: A Kiku - Yakuza Assassin - Action Thriller Novel
“Just like my life. Stagnant.” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Every morning they strapped on that mask of bravery and prayed that a stiff breeze wouldn’t blow it off and reveal to the world how terrified they felt.” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“You need to guard your heart. You love deep. You’ll hurt deep. Go slow.” ― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone
“When you looked in my jewelry box, that necklace just glowed like one” ― Christopher Greyson, Jack of Hearts
“entire restaurant was a large, open room with a kitchen at the back. There were five booths against the wall and next to them were five large tables, each covered with checkered red and white vinyl tablecloths. Dwight Yokum’s version of ‘Little Sister’ played over the jukebox, and the smell of pizza and beer filled the air.” ― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked
“I asked my dad that when he ran out in the rain to get the door for my mom. He said he did it for three reasons. One, it lets the other person know my focus is not on me; it’s on you. Two, it says what we’re doing, we’re doing together. Three, it shows any guy watching that you’re with me and I think you’re special enough to treat you right.” ― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone
“Car 68?” The dispatcher’s voice crackled over the radio. “Copy.” “We got a 10-10 in progress at The Boar’s Butt.” The Boar’s Butt was a local bar and pizza joint that mainly catered to the same crowd of rowdy guys. Jack always laughed at the name. “Any other info?” Jack swung the car around and hit the lights. “Bartender called it in. No other details. Backup is” ― Christopher Greyson, Girl Jacked
“One more question.” Henry waited until Faith put her finger down before continuing. “Do you ever remember your father wearing a baseball hat?” Like a kid flipping through the pages of a scrapbook, she ran through images of her father in her mind. No baseball cap. But it didn’t matter. Faith just wanted to stop seeing the man the world believed killed her sister. Yet the tighter she closed her eyes, the faster the images came. Her father at her horse show, sitting in the stands at Kim’s soccer game, his smiling face as he pushed her on the swing . . . Faith pressed her palms against the sides of her head and started screaming. The office door flew open. Dr. Rodgers, Titus, and two men in navy-blue suits rushed into the room. Like a boxer against the ropes, the images rained down on Faith like blows, but she was helpless to stop them. Each one sent her head reeling until she felt like she was falling—tumbling into oblivion, welcoming the darkness and an end to the pain. She felt Titus’s strong arms around her, carrying her back to her room.” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“toll. Faith had seen men so yellow from cirrhosis they looked like they’d been colored” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“splashing war,” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Faith closed her eyes, recalling the last time she’d seen Emily and Anna’s mother.” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Faith” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Pride makes one foolish.” ― Christopher Greyson, Kindle the Fires of War: A Kiku - Yakuza Assassin - Action Thriller Novel
“jerked” ― Christopher Greyson, And Then She Was Gone
“The dentist in the next office said that Dr. Melding worked late a lot.” “Maybe he was doing paperwork,” Lionel said, half to himself. He put his hands on” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Yesterday is over, and tomorrow is not here yet, but today is lonely waiting for you.” ― Christopher Greyson, Dance of Death
“Did your precious little boat of dreams hit an iceberg? Then swim for a lifeboat! And if there’s no room in the lifeboat, push someone aside and make room. If there are no lifeboats, you float on the wreckage, and if there’s no wreckage, you drift on the carcass of someone who gave up—but whatever you do, you fight.” ― Christopher Greyson, One Little Lie
“She felt at peace at night.” ― Christopher Greyson, Kindle the Fires of War: A Kiku - Yakuza Assassin - Action Thriller Novel
“Just like my life. Stagnant.” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
“Every morning they strapped on that mask of bravery and prayed that a stiff breeze wouldn’t blow it off and reveal to the world how terrified they felt.” ― Christopher Greyson, The Girl Who Lived
