Dalek Quotes Novels & Stories

“Everything has already been burning. We just keep pretending it’s not.” He turned then, slow and dangerous. “Don’t confuse chaos with justice, Elara. We’re not saviors. We’re survivors.” She stepped closer, her voice low. “I’m tired of surviving.” Dain’s expression cracked just enough to show something raw beneath. “Then what are you willing to lose to start fighting?” Before she could answer, a low rumble split the air. The ground trembled underfoot, the scent of scorched air curling around them like a warning. From the shadows, Kael emerged—his coat torn, blood on his cheek, and something darker in his eyes.

The Imperial Strategist added, his expression as ugly as it could possibly be. “It seems that Roderick was right,” the Dragon Queen mumbled, staring into the sky with a forlorn expression. To think that she would be alive to see this day. It wasn’t something to rejoice in. “Hehe,” Delores grinned. “I guess this answers your question little lizard.”

I sighed slumping on my desk chair as the facade faded away and her scent tortured me. "What's the problem?", I said, down the bond to Alec. "The bots". ~end of Jacob's pov~ How many more times, Dalia? How many more times are you going to be so stupid and fall for the seductions of that egotistical nitwit? How many fucking times? I chided myself as the elevator went down, pinging and snapping me out of my soliloquy as the doors swooshed open, revealing people running into the project room, their steps frantic, their eyes wide.

"Decided on what? And wait... when exactly did you guys talk? How did you have a conversation without me even knowing about it?" A loud, deeply annoyed scoff vibrated through my skull, followed by the image of Daekan crossing his phantom arms in the dark corner of my core. ‘What exactly do you think we are, human?’ he hissed, his tone dripping with pure condescension. ‘Because we reside inside your soul, you think we cannot discuss matters between ourselves? Stupid. Truly stupid.’

Iron expectations. “You’re back early,” Darek said. His gaze flicked to the Blackmoon‑cut leather at Kael’s shoulder, then back to his face. “Council’s done making you into a diplomat already?” Kael said nothing to the bait. “If you have something to say,” he replied, “say it.” Darek spread his hands as if to encompass the watching wolves, the valley, the empty sky overhead.

The ground beneath our feet reverberated with each hurried step, the heartbeat of our escape echoing the urgency of our plight. Draxler, temporarily blinded by the smoke but unwavering in his confidence, loomed in the haze like a phantom. The subtle sound of his low growl penetrated the surreal silence. "You can't escape me, I can sense where you fools are," he declared, a proclamation that echoed with the arrogance of one who believed victory was inevitable.

The Chronos King asked Marlo. "Like what I heard from the Earthling, it's heaven!" Marlo replied. "I couldn't ask for more. Having great sex and being pampered." Laughter can be heard outside the sitting room. "I guess it's only you, Dreksil having an issue, huh?" Dax teased him. The King rubbed his lips with his thumb with a frown, "I have no complaints even though I got this issue of recalling stuff and her arrogance that could make your ego bleed..."

Without hesitation, Yukha roared, “Dream on. Kill me if you dare!” “Hey, you have quite the temper.” Dillon grabbed Yukha’s throat and pushed her to the ground. “Alright. I’ll take a step back and curse your master. He’s a coward, trash, and bastard. He’s trapped by a pestle. He’s the most useless living being in the Haleth Realm.”

Zadkiel was the one who responded, making it clear he wasn’t going to argue. “Damn, man. Y’all are super humans and shit. What am I gonna do between you guys?” He didn’t like the idea of being in a circle where he’d be the slowest and the weakest. But of course, before anyone could say anything, Abel opened his mouth again to say the next golden words that would be written down in history as golden quotes by Abel Brian. “Tell your pet to stop ogling at me,” Abel spoke, giving Sean a weird look. “I’m not his pet!” Sean growled, moving forward towards Abel but Abel didn’t even flinch. He grunted, glaring at Abel to show him if he didn’t shut up, he’d regret it.

I replied, trying to sound polite. But Dale didn’t budge; he insisted on teaching me. “No way… You’d teach me right now? It would be difficult; I have two left legs,” I lied, hoping he’d get the memo. Mr. Draco intervened, “Come on, Dale, my assistant is probably too tired from the stress of the conference.” “Allow the lady to speak for herself,” Dale said with a smirk, interrupting Mr. Draco. “Excuse me?” Mr. draco slowly stood up from his seat, gently moving closer to where Dale stood, his eyes narrowing. “Excuse me?!” he repeated, unbuttoning his jacket.