Devil Quotes

“Villainy wears many masks, none so dangerous as the mask of virtue. Ichabod Crane, "Sleepy Hollow”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“She is Mortala. She is my bride. The queen of hell. And… she is our mate. All of us. For you exist within her and she within you.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“We loved with a love that was more than love. Edgar Alan Poe”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“When I'm on my knees for you, my sweet death, I will do anything for you.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“They were hopeless brutes, truly. Hopeless little lost boys who'd gone to hell and back for me. They were the villains of the story and a trail of blood and evil deeds behind their name. And I loved them more and more with each passing breath. They'd been worth every moment of doubt, every moment of confusion at solving this riddle of me, of Ash Grove. And finally, we'd reached the end of the page together. At least the end of this chapter, this book, We had endless more stories to write together for all of time.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“It felt as if the world was spinning, as if hell was silencing and reigniting all at once. Everything he'd been holding back unleashed against me, and we were the night sky, the crashing thunderstorm of deadliest proportions. A holy and evil celebration of the worst and deadliest of loves. A love that died and came back to life. A love that stopped running and turned the vices pursuing her and burned them alive. This moment alone with him, horn, and bone, flame and mountain, was everything.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“Grief was the the longest, most enduring love and form of self-torment.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“That in finding my way to my guys, they, in turn, pointed me toward myself. Though maybe in everyone we love we are simply finding missing pieces of ourselves. Maybe they help us remember who we truly are. Maybe that's magic. That was something so strange and wondrous. A blissful and dreadful eternity spent with my villains. The monsters I had fallen in love with. And the monster I became and grew to love, too. With us, our monsters would forever win. The villains would always get their girl, and everyday of forever and ever would be Halloween.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“They were hopeless brutes, truly. Hopeless little lost boys who'd gone to hell and back for me. They were the villains of the story and had a trail of blood and evil deeds behind their name. And I loved them more and more with each passing breath. They'd been worth every moment of doubt, every moment of confusion at solving this riddle of me, of Ash Grove. And finally, we'd reached the end of the page together. At least the end of this chapter, this book. We had endless more stories to write together for all of time.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“It felt as if the world was spinning, as if hell was silencing and reigniting all at once. Everything he'd been holding back unleashed against me, and we were the night sky, the crashing thunderstorm of deadliest proportions. A holy and evil celebration of the worst and deadliest of loves. A love that died and came back to life. A love that stopped running and turned to the vices pursuing her and burned them alive. This moment alone with him, horn and bone, flame and mountain, was everything.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“I promised that I would chase after her soul—we all did—and if that leads us to our end, then so be it. Boys, we’re going to hell… to kill the devil.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it because ‘romantic’ doesn’t mean ‘sugary.’ It’s dark and tormented — the furor of passion, the despair of an idealism that you can’t attain.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“Most people will tell you growing up means you stop believing in Halloween things — I’m telling you the reverse. You start to grow up when you understand that the stuff that scares you is part of the air you breathe.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“BECAUSE FOR ALL OF US— EVERY DAY IS HALLOWEEN.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“I hope that The Halloween Boys have helped remind you in some small way that magic is real, that darkness is beautiful, and that everyone we love is a piece of us, a lit pumpkin patch pointing us back toward ourselves on the coldest autumn nights. I hope it reminds you to love the opposing parts of yourself, and to make friends with your monsters, and set free your ghosts.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“Though maybe in everyone we love we are simply finding missing pieces of ourselves. Maybe they help us remember who we truly are. Maybe that’s magic.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“That was something so strange and wondrous. A blissful and dreadful eternity spent with my villains. The monsters I had fallen in love with. And the monster I became and grew to love, too. With us, our monsters would forever win. Their villains would always get their girl, and every day of forever and ever, would be Halloween. And they haunted happily ever after.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“How remarkable and ordinary at the same time, that I had to go searching for it. That in finding my way to my guys, they, in turn, pointed me toward myself.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“And my boys and I. Ghost, Dragon, Wolf, and Devil. Well, we’d always have Halloween. Together we were Halloween. Stories of us were ghost tales and horror novels full of mystery. Of how death came and gave pieces of herself to the men she loved.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“The smell of maple syrup, autumn leaves, sex, and possibilities radiated around us like a fall breeze in a graveyard. Our gothic home the creepiest and most haunted, our love the thing of legends and myth.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“I’ll tell you what freedom is to me: no fear Nina Simone”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“Many things changed. Change was the natural way of things, the order of life. Though beyond life… into death and beyond… those limitations didn’t exist, and some truths stayed true, unshakable and unmoving as a mountain of glass. And one of those laws was Death and her four horsemen, evermore. And that I would always be her leather, chasing after her lace.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“Yes, I supposed the sermons were wrong about that. Surely the devil can and does love. And the evil ones are far more complicated than the stories depict, and perhaps hell was not so bad once you’d lived through it once or twice.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“Death came silently and with no warning. One could not see her nor predict her arrival. And what a breathtaking gift that was. The magic of starting new, of dying, of handing your bargains over to the devil to be thrust into a monstrous journey to the deepest, scariest parts of oneself. That wouldn’t be too bad of an idea for me to pass along to Father Joseph for his next sermon, would it?”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“You’re a good familiar, too,” he said, “though Ghost does not give you nearly enough credit for your cleverness.” Cat purred. “I agree. However, now that the graveyard is empty of the damned, I’m going on a vacation. I deserve a tropical cruise at Ghost’s expense.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“Ellie, I have been to hell, I’ve fought ghouls and demons, I’ve even contended with the devil himself… and nothing scares me more than your house of dolls. I’m sorry.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“You figured out the riddle, played the final hand of cards. Way to go, Ace.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“A trick, a treat, a dark and unholy celebration by firelight—that was our love.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“This was wretched and corrupt and wrong. Being fucked senseless at the base of a holy altar with the devil in the priest’s throne, watching on so leisurely. It was depraved. I felt so evil, and I loved every sinister moment of being claimed by all of my monsters.”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil

“Let’s put on a show for the devil in God’s house, shall we?”
― Kat Blackthorne, Devil