Smeagol Quotes Novels & Stories

" Heavy sarcasm there dude." "It was a joke." He guffawed. " And I'm sorry, my Queen. You are smart. Really smart." "Thank you." "Smarter than the smartest, smarter than those who think they're smart…" "Ethan, that's enough…" "Smarter than the best, smarter than those who think they're really smart but in reality they're just averagely smart…" "That's enough!" I yelled and he wheezed, clutching his stomach. " You seem to be in a good mood today."

His voice was like scraping knives Disregarding the skin desperately in need of moisturizer, I instantly hated Dumah. “He isn't Miss Manners either,” I scoffed. “So what are you? A Nazgul? Is Samael Sauron and I some wayward hobbit?” Dumah wheezed with laughter. “ITS BRAINS ARE ADDLED, I SEE. KNOCK IT ABOUT ONE TOO MANY TIMES ON THE DEATHBED, ROT LORD?”

Even Magnus, and that’s saying something. I lean in close, just enough so only she hears me. “You don’t have to let me bite you,” I murmur near her ear, “though I wouldn’t mind if you did.” Her eyes narrow, but her smirk gives her away. “I don’t bite,” she replies. “I stab.” The doctor chuckles, shaking his head like she’s too old for this. “You know, in all my years, you’re the first fool I’ve seen who drank silver knowing damn well it could kill her.”

he said between bites. “Excuse me?” I sputtered, grabbing my water. “This food was cooked in the pits of hell. If my tongue doesn’t survive this, I’m haunting you.” He smirked, which was unfair because he looked way too good doing it, even in that ridiculous hoodie. “At least you’ll finally be quiet.” I jabbed my chopsticks in his direction. “One day, Gregor. One day, I’ll watch you trip over your own ego.” “And when that day comes,” he leaned closer, eyes glinting with something more dangerous than humor, “you’ll still follow me.”

Prince Augustus snarled. I smirked. "I have no choice but to follow you. Are you not going to eat?" He was enraged as he glanced at me. "ARE YOU STUPID?" he said aloud. To the shock of his yell, I felt myself shrink at the very notion. "STUPID! Is the phrase don't talk to me difficult to understand? "I-I was o-only..."

“Can I have another?” “This isn’t a charity,” I replied coldly, leaning forward. “If you want another blow job, you pay for it first.” “Wooow, that was sexy,” he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Say it again, please.” Before I could answer, Mago appeared, stepping between us. His presence filled the space like a storm rolling in. “How about a gorilla fart?” Mago’s voice was sharp, laced with a threat I couldn’t ignore. “On the house.”

Such ignorance and such an insult to that animation. "Woman, I don't know what you are talking about, but you are—" "Sage, don't start—" She then intruded on him and raised her hands. "I told you I'm a genius." She groaned, Like duh? I’m a fucking doctor—the mint ice cream is proof of that. Who on earth realized a spoon of toothpaste could do that? ... like duh? ... Me! Sage smiled and said, "Sophie, you might want to stop talking to yourself. You are giving me a headache."

“Dude, do you want me to give you a mirror? You got disgusting holes on your oily face. You’re a motherfucking kraken.” Gollum passively snickered at her comment. “But one of you is clearly out of place,” added Gray. “I mean, look at him.” She gestured her hand toward Gollum with a jeering expression. “One of you is clearly one of the irreplaceable cast of The Hobbit.” Fakey, Ursula and the tentacled-faced man who looked half the old man’s age couldn’t help but chortle at her remark. Gollum, on the other hand, was obviously displeased.

"Give me the Goldeater Cane, and I'll spare Sage Lake Sect. Breath anything suspiciously like a 'no', and you'll face my wrath!" Eiger simply laughed savagely. "Your arrogance really knows no bounds, kid! Let me show you what they mean when they say 'there's always a bigger fish'!"

“It's good to know you're not just a pretty face.” Cole chuckled, a smug grin spreading across his face. “See? This is why you two should never underestimate me,” he said, wagging a finger at them playfully. “I may not be as smart as you, Axel, but I do have my moments.” Amber snorted. “Yeah, like one moment every five years,” she teased. “Hey, even a blind squirrel finds a nut sometimes,” Axel chimed in, his smile widening.