Voldemort Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Very simple kiddos, I just have to kill her and eat her heart, then I will be the most powerful supernatural in the universe, it..." Lord Voldemort couldn't finish his sentence as a punch from nowhere connected on his jaw making him lose his stance as he took some steps back. "Kill her? You have to pass through me first." Dorian muttered, standing protectively in front of Summer. "No, you have to pass through us." Damon added from behind as he also joined Dorian and they both took a fighting stance. "Very well children, you have just signed your death wish." Lord Voldemort declared as his eyes took a shade of black and the hall was engulfed with a deadly aura.

But I wish it was real love, not a fake show, for his friends. Now hold on!! What did I say? Oh, hell lord, I told the "L" word. I pulled out a bottle of Listerine and cleaned my mouth in the hope to rinse my thought. My stomach roared in hunger again, and even if I didn't want to go down, I had to. So after collecting every single ounce of energy I had, I forced my legs to go downstairs. The hall room and kitchen were a huge mess, alcohol lined up everywhere, cheers of Alex's friends could be heard from poolside. At this time, it did not look like that Alex was a CEO. It was like he was some reckless eighteen-year-old teenage boy, but who am I kidding? He is Voldemort in a harry potter face

"Irs from her lack of wolfsbane intake" He drops another so called indirect statement. Hermonie and I exchange lost glances

My complaint fell on dumb drunk deaf ears: "Hey you, elf chick, do some magic or something! Do a spell!" "Abracadabra," I didn't mean to come off as sarcastic but it was hard not to for rude tourists. I wiggled my fingers at them, staying stationary in this type of knee hold was killing my back. "Alakazam!" Out of all the drinks in the world, vodka—I think—burns the most when it's thrown in your face.

Suddenly he got hit by Nirav’s toy car. “Ouch. Have you gone mad Little mouse?”, Vir shouted at Dhara. “How dare you say that I look like Bellatrix? You look more like Lord Voldemort you noseless species”, Dhara shouted at Vir. “For your kind information I have a nose. So I am not Lord Voldemort.”, Vir said giving a tongue out to Dhara. “You are a beast.”, Dhara threw another toy of Nirav to Vir. But this time Vir caught it. “Yes I am a beast. I thought I will end up with my beauty not a little mouse like you. See my fate”, he fake cried.

He asked, his eyes wide and round with excitement. “If another wolf were to come across her the way I saw her today, they’d run in the opposite direction with their tail tucked between their legs,” Viktor boasted proudly. My face warmed and I didn’t have to look into a mirror to know I was as red as a tomato. They were laying it on thick today and I fought the urge to bury my face in my hands. “I wouldn’t say that,” I mumbled. “I would. If you continue training like you did today and continue to push yourself to see how far you can take it, even the witches would be smart to fear you,” Viktor said.

She gave out a faint smile but Quillion only gave her a disdainful look. When he entered the detectives' chambers he saw a gloomy aura and sniffed decaying flesh in the room. Gertrude was still combining and stirring potions in her cauldron while mouthing enchantments. “Vincula solve, et magicam fades fac.” “Vincula solve, et magicam fades fac.” She kept on repeating as she stirred faster. He stared at Velmont and then at Vesper, who looked paler by the minute. The reaction on her face caught Quillion’s attention, “Is she crying? A vampire bawling her eyes out.” He said to himself in fascination.

"No, you're not, I mean you are a good sorcerer and good at what you do. As a wolf that almost lost his powers, it's sort of difficult for me. I haven't been able to wolf out fully ever since the potion," I said in a low mass tone and Vladimir seemed to have noticed my shift in mood as he moved closer to me as I was seated on my bed.

Lord Voldemort yelled as an evil aura lurked around him and his eyes blazed with fire "What..... what....do u...just say?" Summer asked in a voice which seemed like whisper as she crashed on the floor "Summer!!"

“Pity the living, and above all, those who live without love.” - Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. ~ CASPIAN ~ “I forgot to tell you all that this is only the beginning.” Those words reverberate like thunderbolts before they are gone again, their absence shifting the battlefield into a silence heavier than fear. Heavier than pain. Heavier than loss.