Smeagol Quotes Novels & Stories

"The thing is..." "I have no idea what you are saying." The fat man shook his head back and forth and exhaled slowly. "Neither do I." Sloan chuckled at his fucked-up head and then set the fourth smoothie on the counter. He stared into green eyes. "How about if I say that I want a man with smoking six-pack abs, long hair, and a smile that makes me want to suck him off? How's that?" "You would be…" the stranger paused. "What is the words… into that person?"

My heartbeat skyrockets, and I take slow breaths to not hyperventilate until the merchant talks again, freeing me from my pain. “The fish are totally fine,” he says with a crooked smile, not even hiding that he is mocking me. “Safer for the pups than a Golden Retriever.” My eyes move back onto the creature, who is now slowly closing its mouth again, the pressure lifting from inside my head. “But I have something else that will interest you too in such situations,” he snorts, lifting a glass. I take a step back as an eel-like worm moves in circles, bile rising in my throat. “Ever heard of soul-eating worms? They are especially popular among your kin.”

' Beka bristled, speaking in a cold tone. 'Nah, that ain't all…' I chuckled. 'I'm still waiting for your fucking famous line… Talmabout — trust me,.. um. Um. How do you even get to say it, huh?' She wouldn't respond, but after a few seconds of tinkering, I remembered her famous line. ''ok, I remember now.' I giggled. 'Ok, it goes like this — trust me, you will soon cease to exist. I can see it coming...' I said in a mocking tone.

Instead, it was Sagon, who watched Evelyn chewing on her entrails with shell-like, fine white teeth, and as his vision passed through the gaps between the upper and lower openings of her teeth, he could still see her tender red tongue savoring the finely chewed food. Sagon pursed his lips and his fingers loosened, dropping the dinner plate with the food inside. Evelyn: "?" Sagon lowered his head and came up to her, his eyes burning into hers, and said, "You eat mine." Evelyn reacted momentarily, "What ......?" "I mean, the meat on my body is way superior to these things," Sagon said with a hint of madness hidden in his eyes, "You can eat my ...... I know which part of my body is the most del

Isadora's POV: Golem responded in a sarcastic tone, saying, "Ask me to kill somebody? Yes. Ask me to burn down a city to ashes? Perfect. I would even enjoy doing it. But ask me not to do something stupid around my mate? That's one thing I can't promise, Isadora." "Please, it would only be for a little while; you have to understand that I had a life before you showed up," I begged in a desperate tone.

“My bosses are a bit scary, but at least they’re pretty to look at.” “Elle, eyes on me.” Saber sat again, leaning forward to take her chin in his. “Fuck, it’s like she’s totally drunk.” “Yep.” Gomez had to catch her as she nearly slid out of his lap. “It’s like trying to hold on to slime.” “I like slime. It’s so slimy. Can I haves some of your slime?” she asked. “No,” Saber told her. Her lower lip trembled. Dear. God.

Take a weak sickly body on a helicopter ride that requires muscles to stabilize your body and wind up like me. "That was real," I mumble and Samantha laughs as she comes back with a damp paper towel. "Yes, it was. I am going to wipe your eyes and mouth. You have some crusties and some drool residue," she says and I immediately feel hideous. "Okay," I say to give her permission, but nothing else. I feel like Gollum from The Lord of the Rings and I am sure I look like him too. Just give me a stupid ring to obsess over and I got the part.

"Put away your evil thoughts. Not everyone is as filthy as you. What I just said is just the truth." "What a joke, Qin Shuang. Are you really treating us like three-year-old kids? Samuel is just a slave, how could he help you break the Forbidden Land of Death Spirit? I'd like to ask you, how can he help you as a slave? Did he serve tea? Or did he pour water?"

" Ugly mannequin " " Have you ever seen one? " He asks with a sneer on his face " Try melting one and you'll know " " Idiot " he mutter standing up straight. " Just wanted to tell you that I'd odered food and it's already in the sitting room so if you like starve and if you like don't starve. I don't care what happens to you either " " You know something? I wanted to tell you that you'd finally had sense but you just had to spoil somehow. Can't blame you any ways it's just not my fault you're like that "

I swung the door open and glanced back at her as I said, "I mean it, Nat." * * * While not a quote from the books, Michael Gambon's Dumbledore says this to Harry in Deathly Hallows: Part 2: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it."