Vegeta Speeches Novels & Stories

His voice cracked with desperation as he yelled, "No, there has to be another way!" Kael's voice was heard. "If she doesn’t strike now, the Void will destroy us all!" The chamber shook as the Void's voice bellowed. "What a dumb girl! Do you think you can defeat me? I am immortal!" With every muscle in my body screaming in protest, I lifted the blade. Even though the pain was excruciating, I had to continue. "You’re wrong," I responded, my voice shaking but determined. "You’re nothing."

859 word(s) Published 257 "Your good wishes for me are quite overwhelming, Whóre Slave." He was still amused. Vetta whirled towards the entrance of the cave, ignoring the blow to her chest by that name. "You truly don't think you can just walk out of here, do you?" His amused voice came again. "You only have to watch my back as I leave, Monster!" She spat without turning back. "I need your help." Vetta whirled around so fast, it was a spin. She took two deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down.

“Gracias por recibirme.” Santiago looked up lazily. His eyes were sharp as razors despite his age. “You speak Spanish like a man who doesn’t belong to it.” “I don’t belong to anything,” the Vulture replied with a smile. “That’s my strength.” “Eso es debilidad.” Santiago gestured to the stone bench across from him. “A man with no past is a man with no future.” The Vulture sat. “Then let’s talk about the future. Yours. Mine. Lucien’s.”

Something that required audacity I wasn't sure I possessed. But maybe audacity was exactly what survival required. "Garrett, I need you to arrange a press conference for tomorrow," I said, decision crystallizing. "Major supernatural media outlets, streaming access for all packs. "I'm making a public statement about the Veil, the prophecy, and what's coming." Garrett responded, "That's brave." "What will you say?" The truth. Everything. And then I'm going to ask for aid. From every supernatural being that wants to live through what's coming.

the voice pointed, irritating Ottoman. “Why the sudden sense of morality…? He is only a ‘fucking terrorist.’” Ottoman chided, clearly stressing on the words the voice had used prior. “Whom you want dead by my hands!” the voice reminded. “Look, am…am…am a vegan, I haven’t killed anything before, we hold all life sacred” the voice resorted to begging knowing what was at stake.

she quipped, her tone a fusion of empowerment and jest, "I've always wanted to be part of a revolution." ‌ “Here we go again,” countered Vasky, as his nonsense detector caught something in the radar. “Do you know how hard it is for me not to rebuke each and every words coming out of your mouth?” ‌ Vanya's voice, like a calming wave, balanced the excitement. "Save the energy for later, you two. And let's not forget," she reminded them, her tone a blend of caution and optimism, "that every step forward requires careful planning and calculated moves."

LUCA I can't breathe. I can’t fucking breathe… The attacks have been coming more and more frequently since Veda was ripped out of my life. I gripped the arms of the chair I sat in, the brown leather stiff and cold under my fingers as the walls closed in on me. Squeezing my eyes shut, I fought for breath. My father’s angry voice broke through my panicked haze. “You are a disgrace to this family and no son of mine.”

"Mom, don't hit Henry… it's my fault for coming here even though I knew he hated me…" Those words added more fuel to the fire. Dad's face turned livid with rage, and his hand trembled violently as he pointed at me. "Cruel and unrepentant! You're completely hopeless! Why did we bring back a cold-blooded monster like you?!" Violet helped Jackie up, and before leaving, she looked at me with disgust as if I were trash. "Jackie kindly came to check on you, but you repaid his kindness with evil! You're beyond saving!"

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.

Veda finished with a bow of her head. “Thank you, Veda, for your testimony. Is there anybody else that would like to come forward with anything for or against Athea?” I looked around the room and could see many of the heads shaking no but Alec was sitting ramrod straight. “Alec?” I asked and he nodded his head. Standing up he prepared to speak only to have Antony speak first. “And just what the hell could you possibly say? Huh? What, really want to drive that final nail into her coffin? Into me? Fuck, brother.” He snarled.