Crowley Quotes Novels & Stories

Clover paused with a tug at the corner of her lips, "I will make sure to lessen The Torture I have planned for him." "Careful!" Joshua replied, but he was calm as if none of Clover's words made him agitated. "You have no idea who I am, no knowledge of what I am capable of. This ignorance may cost you dearly if you insist on making me your opponent. Therefore think carefully before taking another step forward." " I would love to know you now," Clover smiled, withdrawing her body. Her smile became comforting, " That means there will be many more conversations between us in the future." Her tone was calm assurance, but beneath it lingered a quiet challenge.

“You’re not faking it. You’re the person who truly belongs to me.” His face stalled momentarily before relaxing. “Say that again too.” I moaned. "Quit gathering love quotes.” “I won’t ever quit.” I chuckled softly shaking my head. "Ferguson?” “Yes?” “Deal with Claudia. Quickly. Before she challenges me more. Because today was merely a milkshake. Time it could be... Something more adhesive.” He chuckled intensely. Reclined. "Oh God. Stella. You're going to do me in.” “Great " I joked. "So you’re not going to sacrifice yourself for Claudia.”

CLARA'S POV "I need to stop..." I whispered in my head. "Don't! Just keep it up. We're doing great." Clover responded. "But it is a bit too early for this." I said to her in response. "Never too early. This is our awakening. I beg of you, Clara. Do not ruin this." She responded to me.

“You are enough. In every way, You are enough.” -Unknown *** ~Clara The diner was crowded this morning and I was able to forget about the incident for a while. I haven’t been inside the home, so I can only imagine what would’ve happened. Nicholas wouldn’t reveal anything and I concluded that it must be really serious.

MAX POV Cloe groaned in frustration when she noticed what I was doing. “What?” she said. “Why are we stopping?” “We’re stopping because I want to say something. Because it’s important.” I turned to face her. “You have nobody doubting you, nobody trying to knock you down, or see you fail. The only person you have to prove anything to is you, Cloe.” She shook her head, scoffed at me. “Me, right. Sure. And Verity, and Ryan sperm-donor Macau and their whole fucking family, Max.”

"Spare me the poetic villain speech, Clara. You're not scaring me." "Good," Clara said, her smile returning. "Fear is such a boring reaction. I'd much rather inspire. curiosity." Dolores raised an eyebrow. "Curiosity killed the cat, you know. Clara's smile broadened, her teeth flashing in the dim light. "Ah, but satisfaction brought it back.".

Clay announced "It's okay, I know you have to be at home now and take care of the burial affairs. The convention is eleven days from now and I just finished my project, so I'm almost ready. All I need now is the courage to get up there and show my work off that day" "Hey, you're going to do great. I'm sure they'll love you and your work if they're any bit as brilliant artists as you say they are. And if you feel nervous that day. You can call me and I'll keep you grounded", Clay said warmly "Thank you" Lorraine replied, "Hey Clay, are you really okay?" She asked, finding it rather strange that he had not mentioned anything about seeing his grandmother's corpse or how that made him feel, or d

Jon found himself voicing a question that had never occurred to him before. “Why do you encourage this?” “There’s a method to my madness, don’t you worry,” Father chuckled in his deep baritone. “Each step is taken with absolute purpose. How did Crowley put it? ‘Do as thou wilt shall be the whole of the law.’ Actually, I think he stole that from Rabelias. However, most people think it means to become a beast like your sister here, but really—”

Then, with a voice as smooth as honey and as mysterious as the depths of the ocean, he responded, his words laced with an enigmatic allure that matched the riddles of his presence. "Ah, Chloe," he began, his voice a velvety caress upon her senses, "you seek clarity amidst the labyrinthine corridors of your consciousness, a noble pursuit indeed. Life, my dear, is but a tapestry woven with myriad hues and intricate threads. To find oneself within its intricate design requires courage, for the paths we tread are seldom straight, and the truth we seek often eludes our grasp."

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."