Novel & Cerita Insidious Quotes

“Which one are you referring to?” The man chuckled, shaking his head. “Oh, come now. We’ve all heard the whispers. A place where respectable men go to forget themselves. Kinky little secrets in the dark, isn’t that right?” I froze, fury and fear tightening my chest. The crowd around us was still buzzing, oblivious, but the words hung in the air like poison. Victor’s jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. He was a master at masks, but I’d learned to see the cracks. This insult cut deeper than he’d ever admit.

Lee sneered, "Impossible! Young lady, your ambition is too big, you're daydreaming. How could I agree to such a condition? The proverb says, 'greed will overreach itself', don't you understand?" "I am still young, don't understand many profound truths!" Jessica smiled and replied. "Do you behave like this in front of Quincy?" "I've always been like this, greedy and lustful. Quincy knows!" Jessica laughed. Damn it! I don't care about the Gootal Group. If it weren't that he is Quincy's grandfather, who would be willing to listen to his nonsense by staying here!

“You will be our prince and our pride. You will destroy all the people in your land.” The phrase repeated itself low and terrible through the chamber like a litany, dulling Lucien’s defenses. At first he thought it the echo in the stone, harmless. Then the voice leaned in — a whisper that settled like ash in his ears. “You will destroy all the people in your land.” “You will destroy all the people in your land.” “You will destroy all the people in your land.” “You will destroy all the people in your land.”

What is this feeling? This feeling creeping on my skin like a snake leaving a trail of water on a rock. Insidious. Cold. Under the fluorescence of the lights, her eyes reflected flecks of gold in a pool of lime green. Her dark brows lowered over piercing eyes that burned right through my flesh, searing my soul. Her mouth opened slightly. My eyes followed. The tip of her tongue pushed through her lips briefly but just as quickly it was back in the cavern of her mouth. She frowned.

You perish in futility, and your oblivion is silence. “ Quod deum exstinguere vult, deum incendit. Corruptio vestra, est vis mea. Finis vester, est initium meum. Dii et mortales, omnes in meo favore sunt. Peritis in tenebris, et oblivio vestra vestra est gloria.” (What seeks to extinguish a god, ignites a god. Your corruption is my strength. Your end is my beginning. Gods and mortals, all are in my favor. You perish in darkness, and your oblivion is your glory.)

I leaned forward and, that ever so quiet whispered designed to slice, "Perhaps I remain because I want to see how far a man falls before he pretends that he can't be reached." His jaw ticked, the faintest of betrayals. “Careful, Isidora.” “Why? Afraid I’ll hit a nerve?” He chuckled, but there was no amusement anywhere in it. “You’d be impossible to get to if you tried.” That smirk—sharp, stinging, intent—ignited something hot that was reckless within me.

The phrase clung to me, an unsettling taunt, urging me to unravel the layers of meaning hidden within it, yet leaving me more lost than ever. Suddenly, the TV flickered back to life, casting a pale, ghostly glowing over the dimly lit room. I sat there, transfixed by the screen, yet my mind was far away, still tangled in the unsettling web of Isabella's ominous warning. How could she threaten me like that? And what dark transgression had Enzo committed to provoke her fury? The thought lingered, gnawing at my senses.

Esander stood across the room, still silent, watching me like a cat studying a wounded mouse. I didn’t move. Not yet. Because if I did—I might scream. And I am sure I’d ever stop. _______ I didn’t remember getting back to the room. One second I was in the training ground, and the next, I was clawing at the door, slamming it shut behind me like that could keep his sinister words out. But it didn’t. It followed me. Every word. Every breath of his sick promise. “I’ll keep you in a cage… fill you with my seed… until you give me all the offspring you can offer.”

But the silence wasn’t silence at all. Not for him. It was filled with a voice. Ishtiyaq’s voice. Every word from that call played over and over in his mind, taunting him like a cruel melody. "she will leave you herself once she sees the monster you really are." The words bled into his thoughts like poison. He slammed his fist against the desk, the glass rattling dangerously, but no matter how many times he tried to shake it off, it came back. The same sentence, the same mockery. Like a broken record stuck on the most painful line.

I prepared myself for his cold kiss, making sure to hide my disgust, but gasped when the blindfold was suddenly ripped from my eyes. I was in a dark room, filled with boxes and equipment, it wasn't a house where someone could live, it was more like a stocking room, what am I doing here? I felt my bottom lip tremble, it was cold and eerie in this room, the classic murder scene. "W-what are we doing here?" I asked, fearing his answer.