Homura Quotes Novels & Stories

The line crackled. Then the feed cut to black. The silence that followed was suffocating. Luca turned to me. “You said you buried him yourself.” “I did,” I whispered. He stepped closer, voice low. “Then what did you bury, Amara?” “The dead are patient. They wait for the living to forget.”

“A command in between your concern and the fact that you cannot trust a Scorpio anymore?” “Tsk!” Haru smirks, a bit irritated by those words that Haruna somehow rub a teaspoon of salt on his wound. “To trust a Scorpio or not is more than there is to this. For no matter how we turn everything upside down, a strip of darkness will always be as menacing with its whole.”

Still thinking about that flame-breathing wolf head. You looked cute with glitter in your hair today 😏 Dots bounce fast. **Mia (text):** Shut uppp Glitter’s a war crime But… thanks? You weren’t bad with the heat control either 🔥 **Haru:** Admit it. We’re the best team in art class. **Mia:** Fine. Best team. Don’t let it go to your head. **Haru:** Too late. Already planning how to make the float’s eyes glow next time.

Someone snorted. "Or do you think that the Islanders are all bootlickers?" "You've crippled Haruka's hand. Do you expect her to come over to lick your boots?" Harvey shrugged and said, "It's just Haruka. It's just the Way of Fire. It's just Hexagon Inc. And it's just Shinto Way. What? Are they all so threatening to you?"

so he just hears on it. Nimura looked down and says "How if I failed to fulfill our promises as a friend? Will both of you mad at me?" Neu was so shocked by that question. He just keeps calm and he says to Nimura "C'mon. what makes you think that. I will never mad at you about that. Maybe there was something that impossible for you to do it. So, I will forgive you and I think that Hikari was going to say the same things too." But that words didn't change anything. Suddenly Nimura got a message from someone. he looked at the message then he says to Neu that he needs to leave. But before he is going to leave, He says to Neu "Actually, I-" Suddenly Hikari arrives there. When Nimura saw Hikari,

"Time doesn't heal anything. It just teaches us how to live with the pain." - Itachi ____________________________________ As Haru combed Callista's hair, she suddenly spoke. "Sister Haru, are you happy to live long?" Haru stopped combing Callista's hair. Because she did not know what to say to the young girl, back then, she wanted to die.

Two women dressed in strength, wearing their wounds like silk. Nioma steps forward. Her voice softens, but the venom lingers beneath. “I was the one who helped you. I got you out of PhantomMoon, Lumina. You told me you wanted to be free. I put my neck on the line.” “I was confused. I thought I could forget him,” Lumina admits, still not blinking. Her arms cross over her chest, and it looks like armor. “But he haunts me in every thought. His scent doesn’t leave my lungs. His voice doesn’t leave my mind.”

Lorne moaned," Yeah, but do not go getting it into your head that all that heritage trash makes you impregnable. Life's gon na beat you around some, and no string of high- falutin' words is gon na stop it." Flora's voice quivered slightly as she admitted," occasionally I'm hysterical . hysterical that I would noway be suitable to recognize the oath he made, that I would ever chase a shadow I could noway grasp. What if fortune itself is a joke, and free will an vision?"

NTHMUMEYSACHR Violet smirked. She turned her head and looked around. Her gaze landed on the chrysanthemums that were lying on the feet of Jesus. She walked towards it and held the chrysanthemums in her hand. A white card was tied with a brown string on the flowers' stem. A quote was printed on the card. Where there is no belief, there is no blasphemy. -Salman Rushdie "Montenaro, do you remember Siobhan Clarke?" Violet asked Eric.

You never really did. According to a Japanese author, a poetic way of saying how much you love is more romantic than just saying the phrase I love you. A phrase you should tell someone you like or love under the moon... I flashed a genuine smile. "Quel," He looked at me in the eye. "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" ... and the proper response should be "I can die happy." Say it, Quel. Say it, please. He titlted his head stared at it for minutes. The wind blew, carrying fallen leaves. The charms of fireflies iluminated the part where he was standing.