Supernatural Quotes Crowley Novels & Stories

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"

I offered him a soft, wicked smile when the knife and stake were just inches away from his forehead and chest, respectively. "What are you? Free me from your spell, you demon!" He yells. I can do this all day because it somehow keeps me entertained. Especially this part where the aggressors realize they're going to die and there's nothing they can do about it. "Do you have a fuckin holy-water, Clarence?" He asks his colleague who is busy chanting stupid incantations that will have absolutely no effect on me. "Yes," Clarence answers. "But I can't move my body. He's tied me up somehow."

“Good for me.” I almost stared at him speechlessly. Was he seriously being sarcastic to an ancient deity? Apparently yes. Clara tilted her head slightly in a motion that felt unnatural “You are either brave,” she said calmly, “or profoundly stupid.” “Both,” Logan replied immediately and Derek shot him a glare. Logan simply ignored him while the deity sighed. “Mortals.” Like an adult watching a toddler's tantrum. Then her gaze shifted again, toward me and my breath caught instantly. I didn’t want it watching me with those eerie eyes.

Then I remembered the lowest circle of hell and the bath of frozen sinners. In the background, unibrow-angel softly cried: “We can feel her horrid warmth! Hear the blood peaking in her veins-” “For the love of syphilis, shut up!” Samael pegged a snowball at the statue's mouth. He grinned, fangs flashing in the snowy night. I wondered if his 'reliquary' really was a garden of unfortunate souls. Death fingered my poppy red trench coat as if it were a spoil of war.

Even if Sebastian didn't kill him, he wouldn't be able to explain this to the Warrior League. Even if he hadn't meant to do it the first time, he could not say the same about the second! "You're amazing, Mr. Crawley!" "Good moves, Mr. Crawley!" "You're undefeatable, Mr. Crawley!" Cheers erupted from the crowd, but Gabe looked as if he had been forced to swallow a fly.

“We need to warn them. The crow—” A shadow passes overhead. The crow circles, one eye violet, the other gold. *“It’s not over,”* the Shadow whispers in my mind. *“It’s never over,”* I reply. ---

"You are...rr..a promising individual..heheheh..maYbE. IF yOu StOp BeInG SuCH A ScArEd liTtLe..shIT, aLl In tImE. That shit Cern got a pretty strong pupil as well but I think if you use my blessings well you will become incredibly strrrrrrongg. bUt! OnLy iF you USe thEm.....ONLY!" Claude was so confused, he decided to ask the question that seemed easiest to answer. "Who the hell is Cern?" "Huh?...hE's like Me, a God...he's a diCK thOuGh.....mm." Claude almost passed out from shock. Or maybe from hearing a giant monster call someone a "dick." "Y-you're a...uhm..a God?" Claude could almost feel the beasts burning gaze reach new blazing temperatures after it heard his idiotic rhetorical questio

I didn't realize that I like his honey brown eyes until yesterday night, when he stared up at me. And it makes me want to kiss him hard and bruise. “We should keep f**king and I will keep your secret” I said bluntly. The expression on his face says it all, he thinks I have gone mad. “You're joking right?” He said, with a confused smile on his face. “No, I am not” I told him, His eyes widened. I smirked, “You must be insane,” Crowley said, glaring at me. “Yeah I am” “We're rivals!”

“Enough? I mean— I literally saw him wolf-out and WWE-slam a monster in the trees so— pretty sure I know everything.” Rowan groaned softly. “Please don’t call it that.” “I knew it,” she muttered, crossing her arms. “I knew you guys were hiding something supernatural. I just… didn’t realize the supernatural thing had fangs and muscles and a weird moral superiority complex—” Kai blinked slowly. “Are you describing Rowan?” “YES.” Rowan looked personally offended. Even through the pain. I would’ve laughed if the tension in Kai’s shoulders wasn’t making the entire room feel flammable.

I suggested we go back inside the room where he first delivered the order. And that's when we found out who the mysterious burger customer was... Turns out that it was the man in the coffin. +++++++++++ Talented while alive and even gifted in death... Humans are truly unique and powerful in their own ways. But then again, this is The Spa and many will still wonder which stories here are true or not. I leave that to you since those who shared it swear by their truth. So once again, this is your Storyteller from the Supernatural Spa, saying hope to see you again soon... Fare thee well.