Quotes From Lord Of War Novels & Stories

an old man behind the second woman said. "Could he be the god of war?" Someone listening to the gossip asked. The women set their eyes on the old man waiting for his response, the old man observed Broderick and said," there is only one god of war in the world." "Is he the one?" "Tell us, is he the one?" Before the old man could respond to the women's question, Broderick shouted like thunder as he beat his chest, "I will destroy kingdoms and break powers. I will crumble principalities."

“Whispers don’t win wars. Blood does.” The scarred captain flinched, bowing his head. Silence fell again, thicker, suffocating. From the corner, Luca’s laugh cracked the tension. Smooth, slow, the sound of a blade sliding from its sheath. He lounged against a pillar, arms folded, lips curved in mock amusement. “Blood wins wars,” Luca agreed lightly, “but too much of it, brother, drowns even the victor.” Dante’s head snapped toward him, eyes burning. “Careful.”

“The Barbarians? Why are they fighting us, my lord?” “The king allowed it, he declared a war on those who were thirsty for one already. He chewed more than he could swallow”

He chuckled his thumb brushing over her full lip, her bottom lip bounced as his thumb let go, he felt his own mouth twitch watching it. He wanted to push her up against the wall and slam his lips into hers. Show her who was in control, show her what her body wanted. What her wolf was crying out to him. He watched her lower lip quiver as he ran his thumb over it again. She squeezed her eyes shut trying to find her voice. “I Levi Scott of the Sun-

Just like a fairy tale he once dreamed of as a kid. "As they say….everything is fair in love and war." He continued grimly while sipping the bitter wine as soon as he watched the two kissing each other unexpectedly in the middle of their dance. Lorcan expected his friend to show any sign of weakness, rather his smirk widened into a grin as he casually leaned back. “Moreover, it is both love and a war.”

He bid Noah goodnight. 'The supreme art of war is to subdue your enemy without fighting.' -Sun Tzu, Art of War. Noah was getting to know him. Noah was getting to know Calvin too.

excitement edged her voice. Lucas hummed. “Be careful. Not everyone is happy about you being a warrior. Not everyone is a friend.” She paused, seeming to think of something before nodding. “Noted, My Lord,” she smiled. “You should come too.” Her request sometimes made him sigh. “I have a lot on my plate. Go have fun.” She nodded and then focused on her meal. •••••••• “Cheers to the great one who defeated the impossible!”

he says, his voice cutting through the tension. Everyone looks at him. He rests a fist over his chest. “I’ll follow you back to your pack, Lucian. Me and my warriors. If what you say is true, if your mate truly is what you claim…then we have no time to waste. This war has dragged on too long.” David's eyes narrow. “Son, you can’t just—” “I can, Father.” he interrupts. “And I will. The war must end.” David lets out a low whistle. “Guess you’ve got yourself a champion, Lucian.”

He made absolutely sure he implanted his favorite quote to me, while growing up, which I made sure, did not go six feet under, with him. It states thus; Revenge tastes better when served cold. But war is a meal that must be devoured, scorching hot. With every bite, a reminder of the blood that has been spilled, and every fucking swallow, a Vow, never to forget the price that was paid. I think it is safe to say, my revenge plan is at a fucking zero degrees Celsius, and the impending war, which I simply cannot wait for, would be a meal that would never in my lifetime be forgotten.

Then, he squinted at Harvey and replied, “You must be mistaken, Harvey. “They say that I’m just a God of War because of drugs… “But, there’s something that they don’t get. Once a God of War, always a God of War! “And one who’s been on the battlefield like me is more outstanding compared to the rest of them! “You’re impressive. You’re pretty capable… “But I’m sure that I’ll be able to break every single one of your limbs in just three minutes! “Give me another three minutes, and I’ll get my men to clean up the place for me to rise as the young lord! “Simply put, I’ll only need six minutes for me to rise to power! “And you can only lie on the ground like a dead dog and greet your new young lor