Troy Movie Quotes Achilles Novels & Stories

Troy replied, spitting the blood out of his mouth. " I'LL MAKE YOU REGRET RUNNING YOUR MOUTH, YOU MORON!" Marcus shouted, wrapping his hand around Troy's neck. "Hahaha! What happened , huh? I can smell your fear, dear Alpha ! Why are you hesitating to kill me, huh? Do it! Then you'll know that pleasure it gives, having blood on your hands! I bet you can't! Hahaha! Go for it! You can even put my head up for auction but I won't tell you anything, if that's what you want to hear!" Troy replied, in a provocative tone.

"But she..." "Do as I say."... .... Do you think Troy was being to harsh? please comment on this story and rate it please.

Achilles had said that they would stay at the amphitheatre till the morning, celebrating and mourning the fights and loss of people, but mostly celebrating because they believed that dying during a fight was something righteous. Loukas did not even want to say his opinions on that. He felt a blanket being draped over his naked body as Achilles sat next to him, shirtless and in his pants, two mugs in his hand. "Are you okay?" And for some obscene reason, after they had laid together, Achilles had suddenly started acting like Loukas was a baby that needed to be treated as such. "I am alright. I see two mugs." "Oh," Achilles looked at them then handed one to him. "It's beer."

with his head bowed low Diego said, his whole body was filled with endless injuries, and there was no sign of it healing, obviously caused by the poisoned chains. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Those who failed and betrayed the pack are the ones who should be sorry,” I said softly. “You’re all warriors who fought till the end, so never bow your heads low.” They lifted their chins, and I met their eyes with determination, hoping to instill some strength and courage in them. “Enough of the bravado talk already, and let’s get down to business!” Rebecca shouted, her hands clenched into fists, her voice tinged with urgency and frustration.

Is there anyone in this world who can be a threat to me? Troy threw his head back and laughed. It sounded like he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. He said sarcastically, "Do you know how powerful the Night Pavilion is? You're just a commoner. How dare you challenge our power? You're just asking for death!" Troy pulled out a sword from his waist right after that and swung it down hard. The sword seemed to slice the air when it came swinging down. There was a sharp ringing sound coming from it.

"You almost just got me killed." "You're very welcome," I reply flippantly. I don't get why he must suffer for my comment but whatever -- not my problem -- he chose Bell, not me. "Enjoy your death," I add before hanging up on them. "You've made the right decision by coming here with us," Troy tells me, trying to be sympathetic but all the while smiling from ear-to-ear. "I would have done the same if I were in your position, if I were living in your fatass, ugly shoes."

His voice trailed off and then he continued, “Achilles is also good in combat. You know he has his own company and he gets into business with pretty bad people. So even if he doesn’t say, I’m sure his father taught him too.” I shook my head. “It’s okay. If I go down, I’ll go down swinging.” “Okay,” he agreed and exhaled. “We should go.” I nodded and followed him to his car. As I looked out of the window, I knew exactly what I wanted. If I wouldn’t kill him, I’d at least make sure to strip him off all his respect and make him fall off his high horse. Your good times will come to an end, Achilles. And damn, is my time coming soon.

They came as parents. “You both fought well,” Troy said, settling on the stone railing across from them. His voice was low, but pride carried in every word. “You reminded me of us—once.” Arden huffed a bitter laugh. “Is that a compliment or a warning?” Daisy’s lips curved faintly. “Both.”

Troy collected the cup from Axel and finished it in one go, dropping the glass cup on the table and patting his brother's shoulder. Mirabel chuckle as she saw how Axel's gaze fell on her "You don't have to bare with me," she said. Axel pursed his lips and picked up her fruit juice, drinking from it a little. "I'm off," Troy said and left the place. He walked over to where Ace sat down conversing with a young lady who was blushing at whatever he was saying. "I'm getting f*cking tired already, I wish this ends soon" he muttered to himself and walked away cause Ace seemed to be busy.

I asked. He shook his head. “Too noisy.” I nodded. “I know what you mean. It’s like the city never stops thinking.” He was quiet for a while, then whispered, “What if I mess up tomorrow?” I turned to him. “Then you’ll get back up. But you won’t mess up, honey. You’ve worked too hard.” “You shine, Achileas,” I said quietly. “Just not the way others do. You burn from the inside out. Slow, steady. Unshakable.”