Acheron Quotes Novels & Stories

Ashriel walked swiftly and saw that Chaster was already there, staring at the huge fountain. Chaster was lost in his thoughts, so he flinched upon hearing Ashriel speak, “You’re here.” “Zi, Happy birthday. You really are beautiful.” He said and pushed his hair back. “This place holds great memory for me, Zi.” He started. “Memory that will remain as a memory unable to be experienced again.” Ashriel felt something in her chest when Chaster’s tear fell, which he quickly wiped away.

Lynx trails back to Leis last words. "The light of the first moon will lead you to it. The chorus of the song that will wake her up in a dream. Fragments of fragments will show. Her powers can destroy or restore. Wicked is the heart that love and weaker is the love that steals. Who owns the priestess that no one can steal?" "Aeriol!" Lynx called out "We need to seal the flower" he said and jumps out from the window followed by Nathaniel and Aeriol. As dark disfigured shadows starts to crawl their way up on the fence.

“Just let go. You were never made to carry all this alone.” I saw the truth of it The temptation The ache to finally rest No more decisions No more running No more love that asked too much from a heart still healing Just fire Just freedom --- But then— I heard him Lucian’s voice, low and raw with fury. “Get away from her!” I felt the vibration of his footsteps in the ground. The way the earth responded when he dared to challenge a goddess. Soren’s spell wrapped around me next, threading through the flames with quiet steadiness

"What makes you think you can defeat me? You don't have Acheron anymore." He grinned at me. "Been keeping tabs on me? Who's been helping with that?" "I have," Ryker said all of a sudden behind me. How the fuck did he find me so quickly? "Well, hello there, Ishmael. I see you are on the losing team like always," Ryker mocked. "You've always been a pathetic sorcerer." "And yet I reversed the spell you added to the poison. Vita ad vitam, est anima pro anima. I learned that one from you," the other sorcerer retorted, not looking the least bit offended. "Unlike you, I know where to give credit where it's due."

"I‌f the firing line starts, yo⁠u drop behind t‌he m​a⁠rble b⁠arrier. Do⁠n't play t​he hero.​" ‌"I'‌m not a her​o, Damien,"‌ I‍ said, lean⁠ing up to⁠ pr⁠ess my lips firmly against his for one swee‍t, lethal secon‍d⁠. "I'm⁠ a Chen. And it's time to​ colle‌ct th⁠e debt."

Said Circe. - Any villain is no match for you. - Said Circe. - You are the smartest man in the world. - Said Magic. - Giving a small laugh to complete. – Joker. - Vandal said. - Only that? – Asked Tsuki Miki with irony. “News travels fast like that. - He said. - Fly like a trail of gunpowder. - Said the goddess of magic. – - Like the sun carried by Apollo. Trigon said. - Like the Moon behind the night. - Said Magic.

Alpha Dominic’s words: Your union shall bring together fated unions kissed by the moon. “I am the Chalice,” she told him. “My place is and will always be with Kian.” His eyes burned into her before a small smile finally graced his face. “So no more running then?” “I can kill most of the monsters gathering in Nyx anyway,” she mentioned casually, shrugging her shoulder. Dark green eyes finally sparkled in amusement. There was no denying it. Both of them knew it was true, but it was what it was. “And I’ll be ready to back up my Luna,” he confirmed with a nod. He smirked. “My Queen.”

Acheron's words are tempting, or that's what the man is good at. "What if it fails? That Nevil doesn't really care?" Acheron shrugged his shoulders. "You'll never know unless you try Sera; it's a matter of choices. It's about taking a risk. It's about betting everything you have on a possibility. You won't win big if you don't bet big." It seems as though, Acheron disrupted her thoughts at that moment. It's like his words are enticing, drawing her to the depths until she can't think of anything. Her mind went blank; she could no longer have any objections or justifications.

Skender said. Lazarus shrugged. "Very well then, if that is your decision." Acheron arrived looking exhausted. He threw himself on the sofa without saying anything. "Did you kill someone?" Lazarus asked. "Almost." Acherons said. "It is always almost." They were all struggling with their punishments but Acheron looked more exhausted than ever lately. "I bet she tasted good then." Lazarus smirked. Acheron remained quiet and both Skender and Lazarus understood he had an extremely tough day.

“Your quarrel is with me. I am the one who reset the Well. I am the one who rejected your sun.” ​The Archon turned slowly, his face a mask of calm, crystalline beauty. His eyes were not eyes; they were two facets of a diamond, reflecting the dying world around us. “You did not reject the sun, child. You merely threw the fuel into the mud. You wasted the greatest gift the gods ever bestowed upon the Lycan race. And for what? For a brother who is a hollow shell? For a mate who is now a common peasant?” ​“For a choice,” I spat, stepping closer. “For the right to be something other than a battery for your greed.”