Lakehouse Infernal Quotes

“It’s the Mephistopolis, baby, and it is beyond anything those ol’-time religions could imagine. Makes Milton look like a piker and Dante a little bitch.”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“Ground Zero for six billion gallons of blood and bile, pus and filth.”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“Lake Misquamicus was no major vacation destination, no tourist attraction. Just another Florida lake, quaint and quiet, almost obscure. A few campgrounds and cabins surrounded it, a lakehouse or two.”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“His hair was shorter than Jason’s, thinner, greasier, receding, and topped with one of those stupid red ballcaps. A belly of the sort Trevor believed in these parts was called a ‘dunlap’ led the way, encased in a flag-eagle-pickup ‘MERICA tee shirt. The shirt’s collar was lost in chins, above which were stubbled jowls, and he didn’t need to turn around for Trevor to know the back of his neck would look like a package of sweaty hot dogs.”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“Greg did what he could. Did everything he could think of, including some creative and effusive swearing. All to equal avail, which is to say, bupkus. He was going down. Down, down, down.”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“When got his first car, Gregory Nachtwald also got a metric fuckton of advice and input from various family members.”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“You’re a virgin?” “Sure, rub it in, insult to injury, sad sack old maid can’t give it away, can’t even get ravished by demons, anybody else want to laugh?” She”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“I’d rather get hold of you!” Which she did, forsaking the belt to go lower, groping as much of his burgeoning hard-on as her grasp could encompass. Dear Lord, he was big, even bigger than she’d imagined! It’d probably kill her, but what a way to go!”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“The writer Lester was talking about. I remember him. Edgely or Edley or something like that. Wrote some sick horror shit; Mom always thought he must be a serial killer.” “Oh, that guy!” Chelsea snapped her fingers too. “The property just past Bighead Rock?”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“I assure you, Sister, we are. We come armed and armored with our true faith.” “Yeah.” Sanchez nodded. “Yeah, good luck with that.”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal

“Whatever political fuckwittery the future might hold, this time on one thing the entire country—indeed, the world—was agreed. Build the wall.”
― Christine Morgan, Lakehouse Infernal