Puppet Quotes Novels & Stories

” “Yeah, how can I forgot?“ Indeed, how can Oliver forgot that time for that was the time that their life was almost got in danger. But even so, he was still alive and that is wonderful things that he was grateful. “All right, we’ll be using this one.” “But how can you let that go out? There isn’t any opening all around this place.” “Just hop on. Stop talking nonsense.” “ I will tell this to you. Again, I am not some sort of your little puppet that would go in whatever you would say.” “Did I even say that your puppet? No. Who is the one benefiting from who? Did you see you? Who’s benefiting to me? I mean, right?”

The puppets, forged from profound iron, were incredibly durable, and Oscar controlled five of them with ease. He was clearly at the pinnacle of puppet mastery. "Rrrraaaggh!" The puppets came to life, their fierce roars turning into devastating attacks. Adrian could only watch as his swords clashed against the puppets' bodies. Clang! Clang! Clang! It was useless. The swords barely left a mark. Oscar, seeing this, burst into mocking laughter. "Hahaha! Now you understand the power of my puppets. Do you really think your swords can defeat me? Even with all those swords, what difference does it make? Do you think you're suddenly invincible?"

"Then I suggest you keep your mouth shut, you fucker. You touch any one of them and I'll blaze you straight to whatever you consider hell." Tove leaned forward. "It's a movie quote, Hols. He was being funny." She shook her hands, let the bright light dissolve. "Right. I knew that." "You live on Earth, and you didn't know that was a movie quote? Did you grow up under a rock?" the twin with light brown eyes said. Cheeks turned to him. "No. I grew up in a nudist cult. Where did you grow up that you know the movie quote?" She jutted her chin up.

Hel and Chernobog stumble back under the pressure. “Oh ho! The vermin have teeth!” Lucifer laughs from his throne. “So much more interesting that way.” “Can anyone open a portal?” I shout. “I can,” Puck says, yanking his dagger from a demon’s skull and wiping it on its clothes. “But it’ll take time. I don’t do it often.” “Don’t you portal to us all the time?” Jai asks, stabbing a succubus trying to flirt her way past his guard. “Usually someone else does that. We have specialists,” Puck replies. “Cover me.”

Instead, the old man's warm smile radiated a profound peace that gradually dissolved her rising panic. "Time is a mysterious circle, My Lady," the Pontifex spoke softly. He placed a sacred piece of parchment onto the table, as if deliberately choosing not to prolong the fear of a woman about to start a new chapter. “Do not let fear consume you. Simply trust in the choice you are making now.” "But what if my choice is wrong again?" "In the past, you chose out of the fear of loss. Now, you choose because you know what you truly deserve to have, my child."

"Oh please, like you even know what it takes to be a boss. You probably couldn't even handle a basic Excel spreadsheet." "Coming from someone who probably thinks a PowerPoint presentation is their biggest accomplishment." Adrienne's eyes narrowed, her smirk turning into a devious smile. "You know what they say about assumptions, right? They make an ass out of 'u' and 'mptions.' Trust me, you're an expert at that." Linc raised an eyebrow, his expression unyielding. "Says the queen of cliché quotes. You should consider a career in motivational posters." Adrienne feigned surprise, her voice laced with sarcasm.

“Mr. Quinton, I don’t know who this puppet master is… but this b***h is going down! Just give us the order and we are on our way.” “I admire your gumption, Charles; but this just got more complex and difficult.” Peter replied. “Those two initials… you might think it was my initials; and I don’t blame you; but they are also the initials of the puppet master.” “What?” Charles looked at Peter in shock. “That’s right, everyone. Now I’m certain… the puppet master is… my sister, Pamela Quinton.”

There was no hint of a smile. I internally fought the urge to roll my eyes at him, or maybe it was the urge to smack his head. I couldn't tell. "You didn't tell me that this was a puppet ring" I said, ignoring his earlier remark He sighed and walked towards the bar "Its a protection ring not a puppet ring" he brought out a bottle of whiskey and began pouring it into a glass. "What do you call something that takes away someone's free will. This is a puppet ring and I want you to take it off" my voice was surprisingly steady

He was gonna get whatever he was given. Guela eyed me and I looked at her as innocently as I could. "All noted. We should make some inspirational quotes out of these rules." I said. Guela let out a snort but quickly put her hand in front of her mouth in shock. "Elle. You're going to be whipped if you talk like that. I'm serious, you're not in the human realm anymore." She said with a serious voice.

"Why? Simple—because I wanted to live forever. I wanted the Elixir of Immortality, Maximillian. You can't blame me for that. "We were just kids—seven years old! But I knew even then what the Elixir meant. It was a miracle, a gift from the heavens to mankind! To drink it was to defy death and become eternal! And even at seven, I couldn't resist that kind of temptation." He sneered and added, "So, of course, you had to die in my place. If you want to hate someone, hate the Demon Queen for being heartless and cruel." With a heavy crack, the puppet collapsed onto the floor. Its voice screeched through the air, filled with despair and fury.