Two-face Dark Knight Quotes Novels & Stories

“You must be dreaming.” I pointed at myself. “Me? Trying to impress you?” I scoffed. “You’re not even that handsome, and you’re already this delusional.” I laughed coldly. “If you’re not drunk, then maybe you’re high.” His eyes blazed with fury. “Mark my words,” he said quietly. “One day you’ll fall in love with me. Maybe not now… but someday.” His confidence made me laugh even harder. “Oh, Mr. Knight,” I said mockingly. “I admire the confidence.”

Dark Xavier (smirking): “They want you to be noble. But we know what power really costs.” Xavier (snarling): “You’re not me.” Dark Xavier: “I’m what happens when you stop pretending you can save both her and the world. When you decide the world isn’t worth her tears.” Xavier (tense): “You think I’d burn it all for her?” Dark Xavier: “You already would. All that’s left is for you to admit it.” A blade forms in Dark Xavier’s hand, shaped like the chained wolf. Xavier draws his own. They clash in blinding sparks. Blow for blow, fury for fury. At the climax, Xavier disarms his double and presses a dagger to its throat.

"You mean the time when there was a black campaign against my shop? He stepped in to help." ‌ The old woman nodded, her expression knowing. "That's the one. A true knight in not-so-shiny armor." ‌ A smile tugged at the corners of Sabrina's lips. "And the other one?" ‌ The old woman shrugged, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Ah, well, if my memory serves me correctly, indeed these old eyes have laid their sights upon him as well, frequently, on top of that. The pale one, with the slicked back hair, I believe.”

“I won’t let you control me. I won’t let you use me as a tool for destruction.” The force laughed, its voice echoing in my mind. “Oh, but you already have,” it taunted. “You’ve tasted the darkness, Cain. You’ve felt the rush of power. Admit it, you enjoyed it.” I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. “I won’t be consumed by this darkness,” I said defiantly. “I won’t let it turn me into a monster.” The force laughed again, its presence growing stronger. “You can’t fight it, Cain,” it said. “You’re too weak. You’re too human.”

Roman was trying to see the positive side but is there really one? “If we couldn’t find him yet what makes you think this man right here could” Lucas seemed less optimistic “For all we know God could be on our side and this might be progress, just try to see the bright side here” Roman crashed on one of the couches “The bright side might try to kill us when he wakes up” Lucas added sarcastically “That’s why he’s in chains” Roman defended “You were in chains on the full moon, you busted out and bit some chick and here we are with another sequel to our story” Lucas fired back with a creepy grin

I turned to look at him, exhaling rapidly before I talked. “I know he won't make that mistake of attacking first again. And if he plans to, we act on the famous quotes.” I said as I took a deep breath, wiping my face with my palm. “What famous quote are you talking about?” He asked as his eyes were opened widely, raising an eyebrow and looking rather curious. I smirked a little, tilting my head to face the direction of the crib of my baby. “Never interrupt your enemies when they are making a mistake,” I said slowly as if I were counting my words as they came out of my mouth. I adjusted on the bed, leaning forward a bit as I exhaled rapidly. Lucas took a deep breath as he licked his lips.

For some unknown reason, I know what they mean. The voice from earlier echoes in my mind. 'Don't be afraid,' the woman's voice says quietly. 'Let your powers flow to the surface.' I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I reopen my eyes and look back into the cup. "My life has two paths," I say out loud to everyone and no one at the same time. "One path will lead me into the darkness. The other path will lead me into the light." I raise my eyes and look at Osiris sitting on the tiniest stool. He is still refusing to drink his tea. "Osiris, I need you to drink your tea."

And then I saw it—shadows of heavily built men. "Hey boys." I cackled. Foolish men and their stupid pride. To them, I was just a girl, a girl who was going out of her mind because her lover crossed her. But they hadn’t realized whose presence they were. The Dark Knight. Not the business woman, the head of La famiglia. "You boys are in luck. Unlike I intended, I've decided to make it quick for you all. I have more important people to waste my energy on." I giggled.

I flinched. But even as I wanted to argue, Theo’s face—the tight jaw, the way his fists trembled—came back sharper than any words I could form. “I…” My throat locked. Damien’s smirk curved. “Exactly.” His hand tilted my chin up, forcing my gaze to his. “Stop torturing yourself with fantasies of knights. They’ll never survive in the dark. But I…” His voice dropped lower, dangerous. “I am the dark. And I’ll make sure no one can take you from me.”

“The Fast and the Furious is a cinematic masterpiece.” He groaned. “Oh god. I’ve made a huge mistake.” “You’ll learn to love it. Or at least tolerate it while I quote every single line.” “That sounds like a threat.” “It is,” I said, raising my glass. “Cheers to threats.” He clinked his against mine. “Cheers to terrible taste.”