Effie Trinket Quotes Novels & Stories

The tramp stared at Frank in curiosity after finishing her melon bun. "The question 'Who am I?' is philosophical. Even if my memories are intact, I can't really answer that question." "That's so profound!" The tramp held a thumbs-up at Frank and passed Frank a bottle of water. Frank took a sip before waving his hand. All the dust building up across the temple cleared away instantly, and the entire hall was suddenly clean! "Woah!" The tramp exclaimed in shock and pointed at the statues. "Are you one of them?" Frank chuckled, shaking his head. "You're imagining things. I'm not them, and I'm far from reaching their level."

She turned to her side and stared at the bracelet. And whispered, “It’s a lovely parting gift.” Her heart was heavy. She looked at it and she couldn't help but appreciate it. It was a plain gold, not thick but a thin metal, not too flashy, and she saw letters at the back. Sculpted in small letters. ‘E means everything.’ She heaved a heavy sigh as her heart raced again. Emily stared at the bracelet, the golden cuff still warm against her skin. E means everything. What was he trying to say? A quote meant to inspire? A farewell?

he shook his head, “not much to pack that’s for sure.” Anger bubbled up under my veins as I looked around the room and headed for my bed, grabbing my old, worn stuffed dinosaur and held it out to him, “do you think this is replaceable,” I yelled at him, “it’s priceless to me, so don’t you look down your nose at our belongings because they are not gold or silver or hold monetary value as you see it, there are things in the world that hold more price to them than a dollar amount,” I stormed past him, cuddling the old stuffed toy to my chest and whispered, “I’ve got you Trixie, me and you against the world always.” I placed the Trixie on the table in the kitchen as I grabbed the juice out of t

It's like stepping into a real-life potion-making class. It is weird as- Well, you get the point. “Tea? Juice? Anything?” she asks once we are settled. “No thank you.” “I am good, thanks.” “No.” Can you guess who said what? * comment sections. Trina nods at us before leaving us to our own devices. “This is weird,” Lucas whispers as he does his eyes around the room. “I feel weird. Do you feel weird?” “I think it would be weird if I wasn't feeling weird,” I tell him.

Just opened and unapologetically. “You’ve got cute boobs,” she said, finally. I snorted. “Are you actually flirting with me right now?” “Call it whatever you want, Evie,” she said, voice light but her eyes still fixed on me. “I’m just saying I love your boobs.” She wasn’t joking. It wasn’t even a compliment. It was more like an obsession. A statement of fact. I laughed, shaking my head. It felt good. Not everything had to be serious. And that was the secret of Trina’s magic— she knew how to throw in silliness like medicine.

"I am sorry, I forgot it was paid. I will never mention his name ever again!" Efron didn't want the two of them to argue, so he just cracked another hilarious joke. "And since you're supposed to enjoy sucking my d*ck, make sure you fit it all in your mouth so I can pay an additional tip!" Tricia bent over and grabbed Efron's d*ck with both hands. She rolled her tongue on the head of his d*ck and he cursed her in pleasure. "Ahhh, shitt... that feels so damn good!"

I feel at ease already with him, he looked like a perfect fatherly figure for me. “Also,” he fixed his seating position. “Who was trapped in my glamour?” Oh, right. He owes me that. “I was.” He looked at me and chuckled lightly. “So, it was you who escaped.” Yeah, it was me. That glamour had such a small opening to escape from. It almost killed me. “Now, before you all go into an adventure, you must all be physically and magically present. Train for now, while I research about the trinket,” he declared and stood up.

I said and stifled a laugh. "Speak again, I won't feed you later!" He said that's why I covered my mouth. I didn't speak until it was night. Hubby said I shouldn't speak, right? I want to eat, so I do it even with my mouth, I love talking, my tongue is really itchy. _ Ken Fernandez's Pov. I wake up early to cook and get to work early. What is Trix's gift to me today? *Shake*shake*

"How can you put poo in a gun?" Trick and I look at each other, both trying to contain our laughter. Apparently we both forget when little ears are around. "It's a phrase you'll learn about when you get older," Trick tells her, tapping her nose as he walks by. "Besides, young ladies shouldn't say four-letter words like that." "What four-letter words should we say?" She questions.

Allison smiled broadly, obviously happy that her cousins got in at last. "Thank you, Allison." Triffany looked over at Nick who was eating some chips. "But Nick how come you always guess right?" "I don't have a low IQ and it's the only thing that can make you this excited, girl I can read you like an open book." Nick wink her. Triffany scoffed at the proud Nick's word. "Don't be so full of yourself." She took the chips he was eating and put some in her mouth. "Hey, don't touch my chips." Nick took it back from her. "You're so unbelievable." He frowned.