Novel & Cerita Quotes Tentang Luka

Luuk's love for Tess was clear to see. "How is your back injury?" Luuk asked, his eyes were on his phone but he was talking to Ruben. "Better." Ruben responded simply. "You heal fast." Luuk said sarcastically. "Hmmm, Good genes." Ruben replied with as much sassiness. Luuk scoffed. " Don't engage mother in physical fights any longer." Luuk said in a threatening tone but it came out cute due to his slightly childish voice. Ruben tried to stiffen his laughter but he couldn't." Alright." he spoke amidst laughing.

He hadn’t defended himself once. “I said things to him,” I murmured, barely above a whisper. “Awful things. Things I can’t take back.” Luca’s fingers curled around mine. “Then say something else next time,” he said. “Say thank you.” I looked away, biting down on my lip hard enough to taste blood. The emotion was there, trying to claw its way out of my throat. “And maybe,” Luca added with a sleepy grin, “don’t hit him again. He’s tough, but I think he bruises like a peach.”

How come you were the only one who got injured? If you want to know.... Then cut him with a knife. Cut him with a knife?! What sort of crazy suggestion was that?! Luca was injured too, he was slashed by the wolf's claws on his upper harm... But he healed... So much faster than she did... So much faster than she could believe. Could... Could the writer be unto something? No... She can't let Luca know about this note again. She has to find out the truth herself. "What are you holding?"

“What’s on your mind, Jess?” I hesitated for a moment, then sighed. “It’s just… I noticed Vanessa has a scar on her thigh. I guess it made me think about how much she’s been through, and how much I still have to learn.” His expression softened, and he nodded in understanding. “Vanessa’s been through a lot, that’s true. But she’s stronger because of it. And you will be too, Jess. Scars don’t just mark where we’ve been hurt—they show how we’ve healed.”

“Though you will find in time, just as she did, that I am never wrong.” She tilted her head, studying me with a gaze that felt far too penetrating. “You’re carrying a great deal of weight, Violet. The bond you shared with Lucas is a wound, and like all wounds, it takes time to heal. But unlike most, it’s one that lingers—an echo that interferes with your true path.” I frowned. “Are you saying this... thing between me and Lucas can be destroyed?”

My name is Evelyn Rosalyn Amiss. I have been traveling for so long through different time periods. I almost forgot what era I am really from until I heard two Englishmen in 1830 at a pub called "Illusions" say the phrase "Unfortunately, Samuel couldn't save him! By the time he finally arrived back, he was too deep in thug life!"

Viktor lifted his arms, and Lukas pulled the fabric away like he was unwrapping something precious. Lukas saw a fading scar above his left hip from the accident and he traced it with the tip of his finger. "I can never forget this one." "You looked worse than I did," Viktor laughed and the memory of Lukas sitting in a therapy waiting room slipped in. He refused to leave or sleep, until Viktor was fine. "I didn't cry." Lukas shot back. "You absolutely cried! You even ugly cried so much the therapist asked if you were the one injured." Lukas laughed, a broken, breathless sound, and Viktor laughed too.

Pain. After the call ended I couldn't help but think about Clover's situation, though Clover was always happy and Smiling she still had some hidden pain and scars, that's why I love the quote, ' don't judge anyone because you know their names but not their story, you notice their cuts but not their scars, you see their smile but not their pain, you can read their lips but not their minds. '