Goth Quotes Novels & Stories

Jay said slowly. Angeline did not have anything to guarantee her success. She was just doing something that was completely beyond her scope. She could only tell Jay some inspirational quotes. “The new will overthrow the old and we’ll get stronger with each generation.” Jay burst out laughing. “Indeed, you’re standing on the shoulders of a giant, but have you ever considered how painful it’ll be when the giant falls?” Jay reminded her. Angeline, “...” She never imagined that this guy would use his evil words on her.

I snort. What a cliché quote some or other happy drunk motivational speaker concocted when he was at a loss for words. It must be the same asshole who suggested grabbing life by the horns, that winners never quit, and that everything happens for a reason. “Well, keep on dreaming, girl.” Cause that dream is not gonna happen. Luckily, that’s Axel’s shit. Not mine. I fake a smile, “Cheers!” and throw the alcohol down my throat before I bite into a piece of lemon. The sour taste causes goosebumps on my skin.

“I wish you can be able to talk, spite, and insult me when we are done, Derin Valgrave” Not long after, a new type of heartshattering screams joined the others, plunging the dungeon in everlasting screams of pain and suffering befitting a dungeon.

“I could cut him open—” “No!” The word burst out of me, nearly bringing what was left of my guts up with it. “No, fuck, no.” “Ignore him,” Nate snapped. “He’s a necromancer, of course he always wants to dig up bodies. It’s like fucking Christmas for him.”

But it was too late, I knew immediately when I saw him smile. "I can't stop thinking that you are an ally who changes sides too often." He said in his stern, clear voice that echoed throughout the room. In my ears, the ringing grew louder. I realized that in my room, the atmosphere was different. Something there was paralyzing me, preventing me from transforming or activating my fighting instinct. Goth was very cunning and would take no chances with me. "Are you going to kill me?" I asked, looking fearlessly into his eyes.

I said with a sly smirk. He was startled to see me. “No time for long talks, this would teach you to be more careful with whom you deal with,” I added. “Who are y-” "Fulmen eximius, mortalis ictus, vanios te!" (Exceptional lightning, deadly strike, Vanish!)

he said. “You are the lonely god and don't think for a second I've forgiven you for all you did. I still want to drive a fucking dagger to your immortal heart.” I frowned, before I could press him further, he disappeared into the shadows, leaving me alone with my thoughts once more. >>> I walked through the dungeons, Lotar right behind me as the screams echoed from each cell. “Look! Haha! It's the Lonely god!” “Cold blooded killer!” “Usurper!”

I say walking towards the door, to leave my room. When I find myself on the threshold of this one I turn to look at him. "If you want to die cheated good for you. But one thing I do want to tell you, I really prefer to be the way I am and have few in my life, but valuable, than to have a herd of 'friends'" I say highlighting the quotation marks with my fingers "who love and adore you but as soon as you turn around they talk horrors about you. Although, truth be told, it's not like they're telling lies."

“Fucking liars! How dare you set a foot in my territory while well aware of the fact that I hate fuckin’ werewolves and their very existence! Death is a small price to pay for your mistake.” ***

She shared the fact that the only reason she knew the obscure quote was through Bo, who at times would find other people words easier than his own. “The universe may forget us, but our light will brighten the darkness for eons after we’ve departed this world.” It was a repetitive quote, Oscar took a deep breath. “The universe may forget us, but it can’t forget us until we’re gone and we’re still here, our futures still unwritten.” Oscar could not remember the rest of the words, but he could see their effect on Bo. The taller man calms, his breathing moving at a steady pace through slightly parted lips.