Michael Scofield Quotes Novels & Stories

His laugh, once melodious, was only venom when it touched me. He looked like a god. He was the god of pain. I missed Rose. God, I missed her. "What did you bring?" I hurriedly looked at the trolley, trying to speak but he beat me to it. "If you wanted to know, I already saw," Micheal said, eyes flicking to the trolley as his hand left the girl's neck and rested on the desk. "You murder quicker than you speak." There it was — another stab. Micheal had a talent for words. He could dismantle me with a single sentence.

Michelle spoke. Olivia exhaled in irritation. "Same goes for me, I hate her so much right now!" Scarlet yelled. "The feeling's mutual, Miss violent." Scarlet lunges at Michelle but Michael was quick to hold her back as she struggled in his arms. "Just stop already. You need to grow up." Michael yelled again and this made Scarlet yanked herself away from his hold as she glared at him. "I need to grow up? Seriously?" "I was talking to you both." Michael said pointing at Scarlet and Michelle.