Erza Quotes Novels & Stories

And to Zera, he said, “My love, meet Tony Clinton, Mercedes Lane, and Charles Bentley.” “It’s nice to meet you,” Tony said, stretching his hand out to her for a shake. She took it and firmly shook it while holding a small smile on her face, and she did the same with Charles. She offered her hand to Mercedes, but the other woman hesitated before taking it. At her touch, Zera felt a charge of energy; the intensity was terrifying and left her unable to speak. “What will kill you is your very own,” she said. Zera yanked her hand from her grip, startled by her words: “What did you just say?” She demanded, her brow furrowing at the lady, who now appeared clueless before her.

Zara said, her voice clear, steady, and surprisingly loud, “because my father built the foundations you are all standing on. I am here because the man you call a threat risked his life to keep this system alive. And I am here…” She paused, letting her eyes sweep over everyone present. “…because unlike some of you who sit comfortably in your towers while the world burns… I have faced the enemy. I have seen The Void. I have fought beside Adrian. And I am still standing.” She looked back at Marcus, a small, confident smile playing on her lips. “And as for being fragile… you should ask the men who tried to capture me how ‘fragile’ I am. Or perhaps you’d like to find out for yourself?”

“You are safe now. Tanya will never harm you again.” Alara’s wolf eyes flickered, shining with awareness. She stepped forward, muzzle lowering slightly, and Ezra gently placed his hand against the side of her neck. The warmth of her fur, the thrum of power beneath it, sent a shiver through him. He spoke softly, his tone thick with emotion. “I am proud of you,” he whispered, “for finding the strength you needed.”

Zinedine whispered to him. Elos collapsed to the ground unmoving. Zinedine finally turned to the last of them. "How ironic, the useless one survived last." he taunt. "So will you be the one that will have sense and talk or should you die for nothing just like the rest of your comrades?" He asked. "I am not opening my mouth to tell you shit. There is no amount of pain that will make me betray them, never," Ezra said. "And just so you know, I won't go down without a tough fight," he added.

She screeched, the corners of her eyes going red, “Can you hear her?! Can you all hear her? She's insulting me, she's fucking insulting me!” “Insulting?” Zade cut in, leaning back on his seat, “I didn't hear any insults, what I heard was facts. She was speaking as a matter of factly. You are not as intimidating as you think you are, Erika, she dares because she can.” Zade's vouce was firm, the authority in his voice cutting off any words of protest that was about to come.

“You’re enjoying this.” Matteo replied just as softly. “You’re enduring it.” Ezra straightened. “That’s the difference between us,” he said. “I survive.” Matteo’s jaw tightened. Ezra moved to the next man. Behind him, Matteo’s voice followed. “Don’t mistake survival for victory, Ezra Roman.”

an unknown being has spoken " Who are you?" Theo asked "I am your ancestor and your goddess that your mate have been praying to for your resurrection." Erlah responded with the might and authority of a goddess of all the werebeasts that worship her for guidance and prosperity and indulgement of the things that she herself have been annointed to do in the faces of calamity that has calsify the poor unfortunate souls that are in need of her protection and solidarity in grave times in need. "The goddess Erlah??" Theo confirmed whether his assumption is correct. She nodds gracefully. " You must go now she is waiting foe you. Your time here has not come yet." Erlah mentioned as Theo is dissipated

"We guard the nation and protect the people. That is our duty. If it's proven that he poses a threat to Spark City, then I'll find a way to lure him out, hold him down, and use missiles to kill him." "You're insane!" Peter grabbed him by the collar. "You'll die too!" "One life for one life. Not a bad trade." Ezra looked utterly calm. "A soldier's destiny is to die on the battlefield. If I die fulfilling my duty, then I'll have died well." "That's exactly why I never became a soldier! You people are all crazy in the head. Why are you all so damn stubborn?" Peter shouted furiously. "Can't we just assign him some mission, send him somewhere remote, and bomb the place afterward?"

SCARLETT “ He could erase someone from the face of Earth and damn them to darkness forever. ” Izer uttered. I lifted my left brow. “ Erase someone? How? ” Izer’s fingers flexed around my hand. He looked down and exhaled a soft breath.

“Hold onto that—it’s the only thing driving you forward. But everything else? Don’t let it chain you down.” “It’s harder than you think.” “I’m sure it is.” His flame flickers, then steadies. “But… there’s no need to be afraid. I won’t let you die.” A smile tugs at my lips, small and uncertain. “Even if the world was about to end?” “In that case,” Ezra chuckles, “I promise you’d be the last to die.” His words linger, echoing in my chest. I wait quietly, turning them over in my mind. I’ve already died once… and it was unbearable. I don’t want to go through that again.