Caraval Quotes Novels & Stories

This wasn't a place I'd wanna be. " I don't wanna be here, Carlos " I groaned at him " you're such a pain in the ass " " I could be anything just to celebrate myself, " he replied, walking in " now cheer up. You look like a kid whose candy hot snatched by some serial killer in a lonely park " " You just said that wrong. A serial killer wouldn't snatch a candy from a kid at some lonely park, he'd snatch the kid " I replied, mentally face palming as I walked behind him into the club house.

“It's just that, I can't believe I'm here right now. I never thought I'd be sipping champagne with Carter Winthrow. Not to mention I'm about to go and eat at La Reve. It feels kind of surreal.” Carter kept his gaze on me while I spoke. “Act as if you're where you want to be, and as surely as you can feel your own breath, you'll get there.” “Is that a quote?” I asked. “Who said that? Thoreau? Emerson?” He shook his head. “My father. I'd heard him say it countless times when I was growing up. It stuck with me.” “Was he involved with stocks too?” I asked, instantly wondering if I was crossing the line by prying.

he replied and pointed at the faces of Markus, Livius, Revo and Sage one by one. "I invited you to go but you don't want to. Seriously? When I see the effect on you women, I really don't want to be like you. I'd rather die than be a romantic fool. The problem is in in. yo, you are too enslaved to love. A woman should not be made the world. You should know that. " "Just shut up, Carson," Markus said and poured the wine into the glass. "Maybe you'll eat what you're saying." Carson tapped Markus' shoulder while smirking. "Don't worry, bro. That won't happen."

Cara’s husband shifts uneasily, and Cara looks pleased, though the ice in her expression doesn’t thaw. "Lord Dante is often away from home. I scarcely think he owns things for vanity," Cara said, her gaze pointedly staring at the ornamental pin on my shoulder, holding my cloak in place. Her eyes glint. "Though I'm pleased to see that the Caldaran court is dressed appropriately. It must be so rare to have a chance to do so." Dante snorts. "My queen, I thought you promised to be nice. You will give my cousin a heart attack."

She murmured. “Anyway, I was here to check on you,” She Said but her voice really didn't mean it. “I am fine, and thank you for being here with me. I really appreciate,” Ivana replied. “No, no, I am the one to appreciate that. I can see how bad you want to be a member of my family. Congratulations, you have successfully charmed my son. He is now singing praises of you,” Carol said, then stood up. Ivana stared at her with a knotted brow, she didn't really understand what that statement meant. Before she could ask, Carol stood up, ready to leave.

Carl sat on one of the benches that lined the lane leading up to the Two-Lover's point. "What do you mean, you aren't coming? I pray for both of us." I said dramatically before my eyes widened and I joined him on the bench feeling suddenly excited, "You know, I read in the horoscope yesterday that this week my wish will come true. This means, one of your interviews this week is going to work. I know it!" "Wow, that's some quick service by your stone statues." He said sarcastically. I knew he didn't mean it but I scolded him anyway as I gasped, "Shush, don't say it like that. Anyway, they're crafted from marble not just any stone."

“See, all your curses actually lead you to many unexpected happiness. Now you too can realize your greatest desire to have children from your own womb. Isn't this really amazing?" “Owhh… I didn't expect you to be this wise.” Carolline landed a light peck on Zillion's lips and began to wrap her arms around for something more intimate than a kiss. "Want me miss?" “Uhhum.. I really want you Mr. Malloy, tonight you are mine," whispered Carolline emphatically in the thick, pompous style of a Carolline Chauffer.

"They wanted to show me that I wasn't untouchable. Now, I'm going to show them what happens when the shield steps aside. I’m going to sit in my leather chair, drink my espresso, and beautifully, silently watch them fail at their own game." Carolina raised her glass toward the corporate tower in the distance, her red lipstick catching the city light. "To your vacation, Madame Grandmaster." I touched my glass to hers, the clear ring of the crystal chiming through the night air like a bell marking the beginning of the end. "To the vacation, Carolina. Let the house burn."

I smile, wondering how I bagged this man so quickly and now I have him wrapped around my little finger. 'The Gods work in mysterious ways to bring two lost souls together.' I quickly ponder to myself. "I don't like to play games. You see, Don Valentino, the real power is when you seize what you want. It's like the infamous line out of the: Dead Poets Society movie.” I jump off the basin cabinet, taking off my bra as I stand before him bare-naked as the day I was born. “Carpe Diem,” I say breathlessly as I snake my arms around his neck. “Seize the day,”

“Curiosity killed the cat.” “Haven’t you heard? I’m a resurrected.” He let out a barking laugh, his eyes lighting up for the first time that evening. I could feel the stares the other two courtesans gave me, their eyes no longer cast downward, but I kept my gaze on Keaton, Mr Loaded Emo. “Why don’t you let me buy you a drink?” Loaded Emo said a moment later. I lowered my eyes along with my chin for a fraction of a moment, giving my consent.