Aleister Crowley Quotes 소설 & 이야기

“What is this, a church lock‑in?” It was another new voice—different from Designer Jacket, but oozing the same kind of smug arrogance. This guy had on a puffer vest over a designer hoodie, sneakers that looked both expensive and spotless. He walked right up under the glowing letters and squinted at them like he was reading a restaurant menu. “ ‘Don’t sleep alone,’ ” he quoted in a sleazy tone. “Kinky. ‘Don’t bleed on the throne’—what, they gonna charge us a cleaning f*e?”

She was quiet for a few minutes, her eyes closed as she thinks real hard about that phrase, which is very familiar to her but can't quite put the finger on it. In the end, she gave up. "No, I have never heard of it." Kairo kept his smile and expression, which Alesteria found weird, as the former suddenly opened his mouth and continued the phrase. "For the waves of the sea and the roaring of thunder never accepts sin." Alesteria's eyes immediately widened upon hearing the next sentence, her breathing hitched, her heartbeat speeding up, as her face pales. She stood there, frozen, as Kairo's eyes glimmered while his silver hair swayed when the wind passes them by.

Jehovah shouted, turning into an enormous ball of fury, but bound hands only allow him to do things at certain points for better outcomes. Alexander halted his steps while the door opened before him and in no mood, he wanted to stretch the boring conversation any further. Hence, his words as he turned one last time, “Go back to hell, Jehovah. This is not an ideal place for your undie thoughts. And I don’t give a shit about your arrangement. For Lineages!! I surmise, you still can give birth to tons of children. Happy Halloween!!” Alexander closed the door behind him with a bang and went to where he should be.

He interrupts, fixing his gaze on me again. Love? What an absurd word—a word only losers use. I will never use it in my life. I want to say it, but I don’t. Or maybe…can’t. “ Any soul that has possessed another body can not stay in it for a long time… ” He trails off, his eyes narrowing. “ What are you trying to say? ” My chest feels tight. “ …You can…save her if you are desperate. ” Aleister says. “ so…are you desperate or are you not? ”

“I find their superficial desires annoying though. So far, I’ve only stumbled upon greed and their carnal lust for the opposite gender.” “Jesus…” Aleister guffaws while holding his stomach. Cain raises an eyebrow. “Sorry, atheist here. Got rejected by either side. Ring a bell, Mr. Aleister?” After he said that, Cain wishes he hadn’t because that sounds hilariously foolish. Aleister laughs even worse now. He sighs. “You and your worries. You sound like an old man. Chin up, kid! You’ve only lived less than a hundred years. I’ve been here longer. You need to relax yourself and stop being so gloomy. Look at things differently, Cain.”

"Carys... what are you doing?" I looked down at him from above, speaking slowly. "Alistair. The catacombs guarding the holy blood are my clan's most ancient forbidden ground." I took a step forward, my gaze piercing his soul like a blade. "What made you think... the library is the only place with a Bloodline Recall spell?" Alistair's affectionate, hypocritical face instantly drained of all color. His eyes widened in horror. His perfect mask shattered completely. Watching his trembling body, I coldly spat out the final words.

He demanded. "It’s just a quote from one of his many words of wisdom. Many people around here know about it. Not like it’s a secret." More impatient now, Javier insisted, "Yes, but what does it say?" The man appeared thrown off by the sudden change in temperament, but he replied anyway. "Those who cling to perceptions and views wander the world offending people."

“Impossible, he’s dead.” “Alister, what is it?” Lazarus shouts, as impatient as the rest of us. Our boy turns back to me, his bottom lip trembling as he leans in and whispers, “God.” THE END

"This is a real problem. Waiting to win big money is gonna give you a stroke before you're my age." I tried not to take offense, by scoffing. "What happened to: judge not, lest ye be judged, says the Lord thy God?" Joe narrowed his eyes. "I'm pretty sure that's not how it goes." "Close enough, plus I've got good observational skills." I pointed at the scripture poster on the wall behind him. Joe pursed his lips at me as I grinned, shaking my head. "Hold on, Letty." Joe called behind me. "Let me attend to this clown."

The crowd was talking, after all, it was not long ago that they witnessed the sex video of Alejandro and Claire. "Quiet!" Just as everyone's chatter was getting louder, Alejandro's order made the scene quickly quiet. His words afterwards immediately shocked the crowd. After taking a moment of pause, Alejandro finally roared out his decision, "Claire Sylvia, with her rotten heart and ulterior motive, used black magic to me. An unforgivable sin that I doubt even the Goddess would let it slide. As such, I, Alejandro Lionhart, Alpha of the Moon Chaser pack,'' There was a moment of pause before he continued in a much colder tone, ''Sentence her to death!"