Troy Movie Quotes Achilles Novels & Stories

Dante’s voice trembled as he bowed his head. Alexander quickly picked up the gun and pointed it at Troy. “Are you going to talk now, or do you want to see this one’s brain explode?” Even Dante’s knees trembled in fear of the beastly man. He was so scared that he couldn’t even open his mouth anymore. When he looked at Troy, he was pale, and his knees were obviously shaking as well. “Please have mercy on me, Young Master! Your father just doesn’t want your condition to get worse. But don’t worry, Boss Tibor is fine, and he’s just in the other room.” It was Troy who answered their angry master.

*** “You can’t tell me how to lead my life.” Troy’s voice raised. “I’ve been told what to do my whole life. I refuse to allow you people to tell me what to do with myself.” Sweat poured out of him as he trembled from sheer fury. “How dare you insist I turn into an animal?” His eyes locked on Philip’s. “Is my body yours? Do you even think?” Troy felt as if his intestines were trying to force their way out of him. The pain…it was too much. And the people in the room with him seemed to think it was okay to feel that way. Troy started a silent chant unconsciously. “I’ve had it with you people…”

Hector’s blood is everywhere and he grabs on to Troy’s nightgown. “T-That…” Hector points at the metal statue lying next to him. Troy instinctively picks it up. “Did someone hit you with this?” He asks. “I’ll call an ambulance! Don’t worry-” “B-Betrayed…” Hector manages to say. His breaths are getting shorter and he’s going in and out of consciousness. “No no no!” Troy begs. He doesn’t know why but seeing Hector in that state is scaring him. Hector may be a bad person but Troy cannot let him die like this!

It formed a whole heart when we intertwined our fingers in the inside. Troy had gotten a tattoo across his ribs with a quote that said 'for those I love I will sacrifice.' I have to admit, it suited him. He has always gone far and beyond for me as a friend. He has stood up for me, defended me, and made me feel protected around him.

Chase smirked, pointing at Troy who was nevertheless pinned down, shaking with rage. 'I'll kill that bastard!' I heard Troy yell in my head. Then a loud howl sounded nearby, signalling the warriors. "Best get going then Lu" Chase stated as he went to grab me

Finally, Shadow sliced his palm, adding it to the mixture in the chalice, and his deep voice carried over the entire pack as he recited the Howling Warriors creed. "A Howling warrior is strong when they need to be, gentle when they choose to be, and ruthless when they have to be. We will not cower, nor hide behind each other in times of crisis, we stand tall against our enemies, together we are the Howling Warriors, and together we are strong."

The strange thing was we were wearing clothes that I think were some kind of king and queen clothes. Where Am I? I looked around to see if we are still inside the school theater, yet I think we are inside the room that is so ancient in my eyes. "why what have I done to you? Airlea..." Troy said while losing his breath. "Why don't you ask yourself if you're a murderer." My eyes wide open because of what I answer Troy. What is happening? After I ask that, all of the things including the dropping of the blood of Troy in my sword stop in the middle.

She did not need to look to know. "If you cannot get off the floor," Troy said, "explain to me how you intend to destroy people who have never been on theirs." His voice had the same quality it had at the breakfast table. Not heated. Not interested in a response. Just a fact being deposited in the air above her. Luna turned her face out of the grass.

Troy stopped by my side and heavy pants fell from his lips as he placed his hand on my shoulder for support. “Sometimes trying to catch up with you seems impossible, especially when you're wearing the world's longest pair of footwear.” I looked down at the pair of midnight black stilettos on my feet and I rolled my eyes at his exaggeration. They were just six inches, which was nothing compared to what other people wore. But I kept those words to myself because arguing with Troy was like trying to bend a brick wall to your will. Exhaustion and Impossible. “What do you want, old man,” I asked as I twisted the doorknob and stepped into the sanctuary which I called my chambers. I kicked off my s

“What a picnic without chocolate-covered strawberries, right?” I blinked. “Did you just quote Zac Efron on High School Musical 3?” I remembered Troy, the character played by Zac, said the exact same thing to Gabriella when he came to her house with margarita pizza for a picnic. “Wait, did you copy Troy’s idea for a picnic?!” “What?” He sounded innocent but I knew he was struggling to keep the guilt from showing on his face. Despite everything else, I laughed. “Dear Mendes, you so did!” I wiped off a tear that escaped from one corner of my eye. “Well, maybe not the wine since Troy didn’t have that in his picnic.”