Jorah Mormont Quotes Novels & Stories

Not until the door shut close did Kora open her mouth to say something. "Why are you being stubborn? Vandamonth needs their king." "Why?" Jarob's voice crackled like that of a very old man, but he was merely in his late sixties. "They have their queen; I do not think they will miss me so much." He added, before slowly adjusting the blanket, dragging it up to his chest. "Do you really wish to leave this world so early? I have always had it in mind that if you had the chance, you would have prolonged your life."

Maestro declared, his voice filled with admiration. Jelca's face broke into a weary smile, a mix of exhaustion and pride. "Thank you, Maestro, for guiding me on this journey. I may have lost some strength along the way, but I gained something far greater - the belief in myself." Maestro nodded, his expression filled with wisdom. "Strength can be replenished, my dear, but true belief in oneself is an unyielding force. Remember, you are not alone. The power within you is vast, and with each trial, it grows stronger."

Striding back with Jerome, I was deep in thought when his voice suddenly pulled me out of my daze. "You make me proud," I turned to stare at him. "What are you talking about?" My eyebrow twitched up. "What you did out there deserves an accolade," he flashed me his teeth showing the wrinkle around his eyes. "Thanks," I mumbled with a nod. He fucking getting old, but still, you won't know, I smile at that. I hope that nothing bad has happened to Jade and the humans that we left out there, we just need to hurry.

" I have seen a lot come through these species, but many can turn failures into stepping monuments like you have." Captain Morales intruded with a hint of a smile," You are breaking all the records, Flora. I can hardly believe it — each drill, each skirmish, you are proving that you are better than your dubieties in the history. I mean, look at you every step you take is a statement, a protestation that you are your own person now."

“I drove a silver spike through his hairy chest and watched him burn.” “Good thing you remember,” Descartes nodded. “It may interest you to know that his son, Joharres the second was born shortly after and took hold of his father’s throne. Unfortunately for you, Joharres is not like his father. He is brave, he is strong and he is unnerving.” “So that is why Mork cannot take a pack for me?” Ghost stared at Descartes. “If my strongest captains can’t take one pack down with a hundred men, they are not worthy.”

"Have you lost your mind, little female? Do you want to die?!" 'Nothing comes as it seems with MOLART.' The words of the most diminutive salvage man I met in the forest rang in my head. I did not understand it then, but I was done with man and beast calling me little, weak, and scared. "I am not little. I am a warrior and fighting by your side," was my reply, and I waited for the bird called Jaw.

He is a Pack-kind-of-a-guy. But I want what I want. I will bring him to meet my family and we will get my father's blessing. "I told you I'm not like you. I can't pretend to be something I'm not." He almost chuckles. "I don't pretend. Jorah is better than me. And let me tell you... You'd be surprised to see how Simone has improved." I inhale deeply, ready to leave the wolf inheritance topic behind us. "Alright, paps. I can't wait to see you tomorrow. I've got some good news to share with you all."

GIOVANNI'S POV~ My jaw clenched as I observed my warriors, their determination etched on their faces. My eyes gleamed with pride, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as I watched them push themselves beyond their limits. "Keep going!" I shouted, my voice resonating with authority. "Remember, the enemy never sleeps. You must be prepared for anything!" One of the warriors faltered, gasping for breath, but I was there in an instant, grabbing him by the shoulders. "Never give up!" I roared, my eyes blazing with intensity. "You're stronger than you think!"