Markiplier Quotes Novels & Stories

His spirit and boiling adrenaline was dimming, and so was the unfolding realization of whom he had just defied. He turned around to meet a brimming grin on Marken's face. "That was very impressive." Marken applauded. "How about a motivational speech from me too? yes?" A devilish smile broke on his face, and he leapt off from the platform unto the ground beside the already alerted priest shivering in fear.

“Louis and I are on 17th Street. Come join us. You need to get out of that cave you call a life.” I shook my head, even though he couldn’t see it. “Not tonight.” “Zayn,” Mark interrupted before I could come up with another excuse, “listen to yourself. You sound like a damn robot. When was the last time you did something for you? You are always working or dealing with...whatever you have got going on. One drink. That’s all I’m asking.” “I’m fine, Mark.” “No, you are not.” His voice was firm now, no longer playful. “And you don’t have to talk about it, but sitting in that big house alone isn’t helping, is it?”

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”

“And I'll do ten questions! Now, let's get started. I'll answer the three most repeated questions.” FlamingHOT15: Are you trans? MarkMark: What's your real name? Do you have a mate? Internetperv🍆: Are those boobies real? Do you have a mate? Who's he? AshlynTera: Do you have a mate yet? He must be so lucky!?

“What does the mark do?” Drayan’s eyes flicked to me through the screen. “It makes her visible to things that don’t miss.” I nodded. “So I don’t hide.” Malrik’s head snapped toward me. “No.” “I’m not saying I walk into traffic,” I said evenly. “I’m saying we stop pretending I’m a liability.” “You’re not a weapon,” he shot back. “You’re my—” I held up a hand. “Don’t finish that sentence like it’s a shield. I need strategy, not sentiment.”

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.

“What do you want to talk about?” “First, I would like to apologize. You know, for everything,” he says wryly. She raises her eyebrow at him. “Okay. Moving on,” she pressed on. “Do you mean that?” “Yes. I can’t be holding a grudge for so long. They say it makes you fat,” she quips. Mark chuckled. “Okay. Let me just say, I’m relieved to hear that.” “I’ve figured I was in pain, but I forgot that you were too. I forgot about that part until I saw you days ago.” She smiles.

he yelled in frustrations " I think you better go handle that shit boo,and have wet dreams in your damn house not here,we at work so go take care of that shit before the accuser gets here Damm"i snapped " if you just let me hit it one time maybe u wouldn't be seeing me all up in my shit" he snapped back " Mark fuck you" I spat " baby anytime anywhere" he said smirking, making me gag, coz I don't see myself being dicked down by any men other than my man George who handles my ass very well

there’s no point in living a luxurious life. Mark was refuting each of her sentences in his head. ‘I’m not planning to buy. We’re already living in a villa right now. Yes, I am very rich I can support ten Pennies without damaging my account’ but he could not say it out loud.

“You have no right to tell me what to do.” “Oh, yeah? So who has the right, then? Officer Singleton?” Mark sneered, his voice full of sarcasm. “Did you forget what you just said so quickly?”