Alicent Hightower Quotes Novels & Stories

Our high pitched voice resonated. 💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦 Hi, this is asterly speaking... so... what do u think of Alex and Regina? I still think Alex is a dumbass.. hahah🤣

“Alke, you are chosen by Adalith, as, apparently, am I. We have nothing to fear from the gods and goddesses that want to rule this existence. There are so many pieces at play that they are about to screw themselves into nothingness. We will prevail. We will be the ones that end up okay. I promise you.” I mustered every bit of conviction I had to make sure the words came across as bold and encouraging. She smiled at me softly. “Thousands upon thousands of years I have on you, but you’re wiser than I. Not sure how that happened. So you’re sure you don’t mind an old lady as a partner?”

“You're overestimating yourself, and you're deeply going to regret this. If you do not get to that top five, you would denounce yourself as a daughter of Willis.” “Okay. Challenge accepted,” Alice said, a slight smirk on her face. “Can you actually imagine this girl? She really thinks she's going to get her sugar daddy to buy the answers.” “Martindale, this is the last time I will warn you for making those comments. I don't have a sugar daddy, but we both know who does and who doesn't want their dirty laundry out in the open—so let's practice zipping our mouths shut, okay?” “You can't tell her what to do,” Octavia shouted.

Like there’s hope, for me and for all of us who bear the name Highrise by association, and not by inheritance. “What are you thinking about?” I hear Caelum’s words strike chords in my heart and another shiver, a comfortable shiver chases itself down my spine this time. I like it, so I bask in it for a while before answering with a chuckle as he nuzzles my ear, “It’s nothing to be honest. I’m just wondering how some people use others to do things they aren’t capable of by making them believe there’s a sort of worth attached to their person.”

I remembered crying at fifteen when a teacher said I didn’t need to work so hard—“You’re already rich.” I wasn’t working to be rich. I was working to be enough. My phone buzzed. Lucien Vale: They’ll underestimate you. That’s their first mistake. I smiled faintly. He always knew exactly when to text. Me: I’m trying not to crumble. Lucien: Then don’t. Make them kneel instead. A pause. Lucien: You’re Helena Declan. You don’t break. You unleash. That last line felt like a jolt. Something shifted inside me. A fuse lit.

“You’re really considering going to Hilt Edge Coven? I must commend you for being the most pathetic fool in the world.” “Since there’s a genetic component, I can say that’s possible,” Aurora replied indifferently. “This is the most foolish thing you’ve ever done in your life,” Alita said, scoffing. “Not as foolish as you are in a single day, but I won’t blow the whistle,” Aurora replied casually before walking past her, hitting her hard on the shoulder. Layla glared at Alita, rolled her eyes, and clicked her tongue as she passed, which only made the older woman scoff in response. Anabella rushed to Alita’s side, worry etched on her face.

I hated every minute of training, but I said, "Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion." ~Muhammad Ali Charlotte Riley and I spent hours talking and laughing about different things, who knew we had so much in common. "You are complaining about 1 brother when I've got 2 don't even get me started on my dad, uncle, grandfather, godfather, the list keeps going on and on." I laughed when she complained about her overprotective younger brother.

My whole life was stitched together with them, fragile but holding. I forced my voice steady. “That’s a dangerous doctrine, Mr. Langford. People fail. They fall, but they get back up again. If you cut them off at the first slip, you’ll lose more than you gain.” A silence followed. His eyes narrowed slightly, like I had just told him a secret code he didn’t believe in. He tilted his head. “And yet, Ms. Hartley, you’re sitting here because you haven’t slipped.” I leaned forward, my voice lower. “Not because of you. Because I fight. Every day.”

As expected, many girls were staring at me—with wide, furious glares on their faces. “What the hell?” “First, Chaise Anderson. Now, Hunter Vaughn?” They also didn’t care if we overheard them. I turned to Hunter. “I’m dead. These people are going to peg me as their number one target again on Monday.” Hunter shook his head. “Let them try. Half of them are dumb anyway, they can’t hurt you.” I rolled my eyes. “Alone they are harmless. But I’ve been in Leighton High long enough to learn not to underestimate the power of stupid people putting their heads together.”

“I am not here because I am perfect. I am here because I refused to quit.” She leaned forward. “This is not a resignation speech. This is not a comeback speech. This is a warning.” “If you come for Phoenix — we won’t beg. We won’t fold. And we won’t just defend. We will dismantle you.” She ended with one final line: “You should’ve buried me when I was scared.” The stream cut. The internet caught fire. Anaïs Belle reposted the speech with a single word: “Respect.” It was a calculated pivot — one that stunned Ethan’s last loyalists.