Backstabbing Two Faced Quotes Novels & Stories

Anastasiya Van Houten “That’s your problem Agent Twelve, you never know when to quit” Was that his villain monologue or his epic reveal speech? Should I fall to my knees and curse the heavens because a totally irrelevant Brutus finally showed his true colors—the same ones I spotted a mile away? Honestly, the audacity of filler characters these days.

"Oh, please. You think I'm scared of Andrew? If I hadn't been tied up with bigger things lately, he'd be long gone!" Yara sneered, her face oozing scorn. "Keep fooling yourself. Not even the Golding or Haywood family hit squads can lay a finger on him! "Who do you think you are, Quinton? You can't seriously think you're tougher than the Goldings or the Hawyoods, can you?" Quinton was at a loss for words, his fists clenched so hard they popped and crackled. "Yara, I have no clue where you're getting this gutsy attitude to backstab me, the top dog around here! However, let me give you a heads-up: if you keep playing with fire, you might just get burned for real!"

Beside him, Surina frowned and said, "Don't scare me, darling! What do you mean by that? Are you saying that Severin is only acting as if he's not targeting us?" Regan nodded. "That's exactly what I'm worried about. Two-faced people do exist. They might portray themselves a certain way, but deep down they're the complete opposite of what they show on the outside. They pretend to be generous and forgiving now, but they might just find an excuse to go against after a couple of months have passed and everyone else forgets about what happened today." Surina was worried as soon as she heard that and asked anxiously, "What should we do then?"

The crowd closed in, their whispers and pointed fingers forming a suffocating vortex around me. “Two-faced,” someone hissed. “Heartless,” another voice chimed in. The words stung, each one a precision-crafted dagger aimed at my character. I felt my reputation unraveling, thread by thread, as the crowd's venomous whispers spread. “They're right, she's always been jealous,” a voice whispered. “Evelyn can't stand sharing the spotlight with her own sister.” “Twisted,” someone else muttered. “Who pushes a pregnant woman?” Veronica's performance had convinced them all, and I was the villain.

The imposter's eyes narrowed, realizing that his mind games wouldn't work on me. "Kill this face with your hands if you want to make your way inside the cave." The imposter growled, his voice filled with malice. I stood my ground, refusing to succumb to their threats. "I will not be intimidated by your empty words," I retorted, my voice steady and unwavering. "But can you kill me with this face?" he chanted, his voice dripping with mockery. I looked at him, unflinching, and replied, "You may have Sam's face, but you're nothing like him." I attacked him with my words, determined to expose his deception and reclaim my power.

I quip sarcastically. I look away, not wanting to look at him anymore but he shifts his image into another little puddle right in front of me. “Trust me, I know what it feels like to be betrayed by the people you had once thought of as friends. Believe it or not, I once had a dependable comrade… but then, they stabbed me in the back.” I snarl at the word ‘trust’ that easily rolls out of him. “And I wonder why someone would ever think of stabbing you in the back?” I say sarcastically again.

So that earned me enemies I needed to take care of. And then amidst my circle were those who betrayed me, and they cannot be forgiven because in this cruel world. When you get stepped on, break some of their toe fingers so they’d know to avoid you with the rest. That was my quote. I teach someone who betrayed me a lesson, the others will be sure to avoid it. I indeed sabotaged businesses, ruin some people’s lives even, and blackmail a lot of people to get what I want when they decide to act stubborn and be an antagonist.

“You two-face jerk.” “Two-face—? Oh….” He dropped his face on the grass and shook his head in a dry laugh. “This is something new.” I mimicked his sarcastic laugh. “Yes, it’s darn new to me too! You, being all nice and warm in front of me, and then a slimy worm behind my back.” I thought about him pretending to help and sabotaging my investigation, and more anger filled my eyes. He straightened and glared condescendingly at me. “Do you always spit on someone's kindness, or is this about me being a Virtus?"

He sigh "Have you forgotten you mention to me the day I came collecting my balance? If you don't, well let me remind you or better still refresh your memory. You hired me to poison an innocent man so that you could take over his wife. You also told me that, he was always on the way of you getting a decent contract from the job you two were into which you never mentioned to me and that he is sticking on a deal, betting in a huge amount of money that he collected from the last deal he made which was supposed to yield, I think five years ago. Mmmmmm how stupid I am for not coming earlier than this, anyways I hope mind is ready also as I'm here for more money or else I talk, I'm broke very broke

It was bigger than the average axe yet he carried it with one hand like a feather. He walked around the men that knelt before him. He slowly walked as though inspecting them. " Some people are willing to betray a thousand years of friendship just to get a little bit of spotlight ", he quoted. I had heard the famous quote before. None of them seemed to tense. They were used to this. It would be hard to determine who had done this. There was no fright or shaking. " One day, we will have to say goodbye when we are not ready.", He began to say.