A Heart Made Fullmetal Quote Novels & Stories

She knew that this power would be significant within the battles ahead, a guide of trust in the midst of the darkness. Marcus stepped forward, his gaze filled with admiration. “You did it, Clara. We did it.” Clara gestured, her heart swelling with appreciation and bravery. “Without you here we couldn't have done it. We’re stronger together.” The custodian slanted its head, its eyes reflecting a profound understanding. “Remember, the genuine strength of the Heart lies not in its power, but within the harmony and love that ties you together.” With those words, the guardian vanished, leaving Clara and her companions standing in the chamber, their hearts filled with resolve.

And he turned all of his attention back to me. "Being immortal doesn't mean you're incapable of feeling compassion..." I said firmly, holding his gaze. "There are people... ordinary humans... who aren’t beasts, but they can be just as cruel. So don’t tell me it’s because you’re not human. If anything, that means you’re capable of choosing otherwise. You have a heart, don’t you?" He let out a short, dry laugh. "Yeah, I do have a heart," he replied, his voice sounding casual. "But I don’t really have any use for it."

“Then let’s make every moment count. Let’s build a life so full, so real, that nothing can break us.” I nodded, my heart full. “Together, always.” He smiled, a satisfied, possessive smile that was all Stefan. “Always.”

"Please…" Finally, he let go, and I collapsed to the floor, coughing and gasping for air. My whole body trembled as I tried to catch my breath. Tears poured down my face, and I clutched my throat where his hand had been. I thought it was over, but he wasn’t done. He squatted down in front of me, grabbing my chin roughly and forcing me to look at him. "Do you think," he began, and it was obviously clear how irritated he was just squatting next to me, "that just because you felt the spark, I’m going to accept you as my mate? Is that what you thought, Omega? That I’d make an omega my equal?"

“That is exactly what I am right now my Lord” I raise an eyebrow, “what do you mean?” “A heartless being, that is indeed what I am, which makes me better than ever, I have lost that thing that has kept me back all these years, I can be stabbed in the chest right now and I’d be perfectly fine, why you ask, because I have no heart! Isn't that great!” I am at a loss for words right now then it dawned on me “you met the Minx and traded your heart didn’t you”

His silver eyes were fierce, unwavering. "Then I choose my target," I said. "I choose to protect the people I love. Not to destroy them." Damian smiled—a slow, sharp smile. "Then we'll see how long that lasts." --- We left the castle with the Heart. I held it in my hands, pulsing and warm. It hummed with power, like a second heartbeat. Kael drove. Damon sat in the passenger seat. I was in the back, staring at the crystal. "He's not wrong," I said quietly. "Power changes people."

My body ached with exhaustion, but my mind wouldn’t let me rest. Blake joined me after a while, carrying two mugs. He set one in front of me without asking. “Coffee,” he said simply. The mug was warm in my hands. I stared at the steam, unsure if I wanted to thank him or throw it at the wall just to feel something different. “You did good today,” he said. I laughed softly, bitter. “All I did was stand around.” “You stood your ground.” His eyes caught mine, sharp, unreadable. “That’s more than most would’ve done.”

“We came because the Child told us a story. He told us of a world where the ink lives in human hearts, not jars.” The being lifted the glass staff. The galaxy inside glowed, gold and wild. “But a heart is a weak jar,” the Council said. “It breaks. It rots. It dies. Why choose to be so small? Why choose pain?” Maya could feel all the people behind her in the city, the link she’d built in their minds still alive, barely.

(OLD PUPPET) “TIME IS GOLD, BUT IRONICALLY WE CAN STILL TURN IT BACK, YET WITH SOME RESTRICTIONS. BUT ALL ELSE, ONE THING WILL ALWAYS REMAIN THE SAME. IF YOU CAN NOT HAVE HIS HEART THEN BETTER YET ONLY DREAM ABOUT HIM UNTIL ETERNITY.”

As he elbowed me on the back of my head as I was crouched down trying to get up from that kick to my ribs, I fell down from the second kick. Everything was dizzy for a moment as I heard his laughter at me. "You are pathetic. I wonder what the fuck she ever saw in you. Just look at you, the only thing that am waiting for is for you to start begging me to have mercy as some pathetic dog." He spits onto the ground as he said that. I won’t show weakness and I will never beg for my life. Having that on my mind I got up from the ground and feeling some blood drooping on the side of my mouth, I wiped it out with the back of my hand.