Coryxkenshin Quotes Novels & Stories

“Council Elder Kyros… what do you think?” Kyros raised his head fully this time. His breath came slow, deep, filling his chest before he spoke. His voice carried the weight of mountains and the softness of falling snow. “Lord Alpha,” he said, “The river only flows to the sea when it is ready,” he said. The words were few, but they were filled with a wisdom that went beyond simple understanding. It drifted through the room like embers in the dark, slow to fade. Neither the Lord Alpha nor Rion spoke right away.

* XK Jc - " Enemy is missing on mid. Be careful, Top or Bottom. The jungle is also nowhere to be seen." XK Ashe - "We know." XK Yang - "Fall back." XK Drunk - "I'm coming! I'm coming!" XK clap1x - "I already used my teleport earlier. I can't back you guys up! D*mn I miss a lot of minions!" Enemy Double Kill. Enemy Triple Kill. Victory! Jc took off his headphone first and said. "Wow! Do you guys play like this? Do you know that i want to sing 'Speechless' by the blue genie right now? I don't know what to say."

Now he finally realized the severity of the situation. “And…before he left…” he hesitated to say it under Cory’s death gaze, but he knew he had to, “he said ‘If he asks, you tell him the Rogue Alpha said ‘Hi’.” Cory’s face went dark immediately. Chris couldn’t help but ask, “But he can’t be the Rogue Alpha, right? I heard the Rogue Alpha is an old cripple. How could he-” he stopped as he saw that fearsome venom and spite in Cory’s eyes.

Kenny stiffens, not in fear but In recognition. “You’re loud,” he says, studying Corvin like a broken instrument. “Like someone shouting underwater.” Corvin’s smile falters for a breath. Then he recovers. “He’s gotten sharper.” “He’s always been sharp,” I say, stepping forward just enough to be seen. “You only listen when something bleeds.” Corvin’s eyes flick to the archway. His breath catches, just slightly. “So this is it.” Kael’s voice drops into something lethal. “Step back.”

Kent said blinking. "And what does that add to your life?" Axton asked. "A lot Axton. I'm not like you who is an Asexual" Kent said before realizing he did. Axton gave him a deadly glare. "Do you want to die?"

“I fought too hard for you to quit on us now.” Kenzo huffed something that might have been a breath, the corner of his mouth twitching into something resembling amusement that was curdling as a side effect of him fading right in front of her. “Little wolf,” he murmured, his woodsmoke voice barely more than a whisper, rough, broken. “Always telling me what to do.

The Ryokan assassin lifted his leg and fractured Master Quint’s leg with a stomp. “That’s right. I’m disrespectful, shameless, and arrogant. So what?” The Ryokan assassin relished in Kaze’s rage and said smugly, “Run your mouth, and I’ll kill this old fart. Get your ass here and kneel before me.” ‘Bastard! ‘Asshole! ‘Can you stop talking, Kaze!’ Master Quint could barely catch his breath from the excruciating pain.

"You and I know you're many things but boring." I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say. I breathed in and out but nothing was coming out. It was as if my brain had been rendered useless by Jin's presence. Eventually, he placed his thumb on my lips. After a pause, he spoke in a domineering voice. "Suck on it." My brows snapped into a frown. What the heck? "W–What do you mean, Mr. Kisaragi?" I stuttered cluelessly as my eyes went every which way. At this point, the cursed rod in between my legs that'd come along with this cursed male body was now harder than a rock.

(Sigh) [Yusuke] God damn that shit hurt. So they all stood tall and took aim at "Shinjuku". [Shinjuku] Gosh you Humans and your guns are truly pathetic... you still haven't learn anything [Yusuke] (Sigh) oh yeah well let me show you what I'm capable of. [LTC Ironside] "Yusuke" NOOO! YOU IDIOT YOU'LL JUST GET IN THE WAY OF THE CROSS FIRE. [Yusuke] Then dont shoot then.

He screamed, “Don’t fucking leave me here,” “Don’t waste your breath, you will need it when Ken tortures you,” I said. “You think you know everything. You should talk to Cory… ask him why he…” “Aren’t you tired of these games?” He wasn’t going to bring Cory up. I wasn’t going to let him do that. The door slammed shut behind us. Ken had gone back to his quiet brooding form. “What did he mean by ask Cory?” I huffed, “he is trying to deflect… all we need is to know who is against…”