Acomaf Quotes Novels & Stories

I was really tired and i had done almost nothing it seemed. “I can't do such a foolish thing to nature!” Cameron shook his head, “Nature's energy breathes life to humans and gods themselves, no matter how powerful a god is, or how powerful a foolish human think he is. He must give regards to nature if he wants to live in order” I scoffed. “I asked you to clear the rubbish with your powers not tell me a bunch of nature obsessed quotes” Cameron turned to look at me with red eyes but i wasn't even fazed, not anymore. I looked away from Cameron and continued uprooting weeds.

"I know you don't mean it with that woman. Is she just going to be a vessel?” "I told you it's none of your business, Amora." "Yes of course that is my business." Amora stood up from her seat and walked over to Rafe. She lowered her head behind Rafe's, whispering something in his ear. “Whenever you need me, Rafe. Everything is still the same. You can use me when your little girl isn't available to you."

"I used to think the future was just another responsibility." "Another thing I had to plan." "Another thing I had to control." He smiled faintly. "But then you came into my life." Amara smiled. "That sounds like the beginning of a very cheesy speech." "It is." She laughed. Alexander squeezed her hand. "And now?" "Now I want to wake up next to you." Her smile slowly faded into something softer. "I want to hear you complain about my coffee." "I don't complain about your coffee." "You literally called it 'a crime against humanity.'"

Amara reached out and touched Oscar's fading form. His outline remained visible, but her hand passed straight through it. Oscar's phantom held out a cup of coffee, a quiet smile in his eyes. "Amara, have some coffee." As though he could sense her reaching for him, his smile deepened. Amara turned her face away. She could not bear to keep looking. As she did, the image dissolved. 'Father always said that people are like plants,' she thought. 'At the height of their flourishing, they begin to wither. They return to the earth, enriching it, and the next season grows stronger because of it.'

She opened it randomly. Her eyes settled on a short entry. Never speak to impress people. Speak so that one frightened person realises they are no longer alone. She read it twice. Then closed the notebook. Damian noticed the calm that settled over her. "What did she say?" Amara looked up. "She reminded me who I'm speaking for." "Who?" She glanced towards the families gathered outside. "For every person who believed no one would ever listen." Michael reached into his pocket and withdrew Magnus' fountain pen.

Ama said in a joke and Kola sat up speedily. “I reject it in the mighty name of Jesus! Which yeye gay. Because I watched that darned show.” Kola almost screamed. “Sorry sorry sorry sir.” Ama said unenthusiastically and then giggled. She was such a menace. “Ama, you’re really trying it.” Kola said and laughed. “You know that’s not what I meant. It is genera knowledge that your not gay. It was just a metaphor for you because we always have a little Kiki every now and then.

"Goodbye then. I wish you disappear and don't appear in front of me or us again," was all Amorfia last words before she went and got into Myard car, without having to pay another glance to the people who gnashed their teeth at Myard after Myard looked at them with provocative gaze. "You..!" the car sped away, as its exhaust showered Agamenon who still thought of chasing after Amorfia and his kids. "Stop it. She's not good natured in the past, and even more so in this present. Save your stamina," Axel was the first one to calm down as he adjusted his cufflinks while saying so in a calm tone.

“I never joke about business, Amara.” She shook her head, trying to push the thoughts away. “I won’t sign.” Rafael sighed as if disappointed but not surprised. He leaned forward then, his elbows resting on his knees, the air between them shifting. “Then walk away.” Her breath hitched. His voice dropped, taunting. “Go back to the streets. Back to struggling for scraps. Back to being nothing.” The sting of his words was a direct hit to her pride, but he wasn’t finished.

“How does it feel knowing you lost to someone who fell flat on his ass halfway through the second round?” “That was karma trying to stop you,” Cameron deadpanned. “Bold of you to assume karma’s on your side.” “Karma has taste.” “I have talent.” “You have audacity.” “And yet,” I echoed, squeezing his hand, “here you are.” He groaned. “If you quote me one more time, I’m pushing you out of the car.” I grinned. “You love my quotes.” “No, I tolerate them.” “You tolerate me.” “Barely.”

"If anything feels wrong, anything at all, you say compass." "Compass." "Say it casually, like it's part of a sentence.Lady Amara will hear it and then we’ll come in." "And if I'm in the middle of getting something useful?" "Then don't say it until you're done." "That is genuinely terrible emergency planning." "This is a genuinely terrible situation. We're doing our best." He hesitated. "Khalifa." "Don't tell me to be careful." "I was going to say trust yourself." Something about the way he said it was different from everything else. Not measured or strategic. Just quiet, direct, and actually real.