Voldemort Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

Then he sat next to her, and replied, “Why do you always think the worst of me? I simply told you to jump off the tree.” “What?” Becca gasped. “You literally wanted to kill me.” “No. I told you to jump because I knew that I would catch you,” he cleared up her misconception. “What if you couldn’t?” she pointed out. He smiled and said, “Then I wouldn’t be a vampire.” Becca lightly slapped his arm and announced, “You are crazy. I won’t tell you to hypnotize me anymore.” With that, she leaned her head on his shoulder. “I am sleepy.”

So long that dust had thickly coated it but somehow, it still seemed to be boiling. Picking it up, I approached the doctor and asked him about it. His eyes widened, confirming my suspicion that it was indeed strange. "Where did you find that? I thought I had disposed of it. That is an extract of Voldemort root. It is a poison that kills a human within an hour so, I would advise that you return it. I wouldn't want to be the reason why your master loses a maid." I smiled faintly as I returned to the stall. By the time I returned, the doctor had finished packing and handed the basket to me.

“Is it from Harry Potter?” A split-second look that’s half-impatient and half-disgusted passes over Ms. Perfect’s face. They’ve been going back and forth over her Double Vision Board for more than a month now. “What? Noooo. It’s a quote Sigmund Freud used in the beginning of his book The Interpretation of Dreams. It translates to: 'If I cannot deflect the will of heaven, then I shall move hell.'”

Vincent said begrudgingly, and his adorable face turned red from anger. He whipped out the magic wand that Zayn bought for him as a souvenir from Universal Studios. Vincent snarled, "I'm going to use Avada Kedavra on Bad Daddy!" Larissa didn't know what to say. "That's it," she thought. Avada Kedavra was the strongest spell. Vincent had always used harmless tools like the Crawly Dust or Burpy Dust to prank others. But if he intended to use Avada Kedavra, he must've been pissed.

But I was too busy with the Sudoku I was playing that I forgot to shut the door. Valtor: Finally, we meet. It's time for you to submit to me, pet. Your time to live freely is up. I rolled my eyes in annoyance as I heard the lamest villain speech in my life. I turned around and found myself surrounded by almost a hundred vampires. Valtor was standing behind them all. I smirked because I knew he was afraid of the monster everyone feared. Moon: Seriously. You could not come up with something more exciting. Dude, that's the lamest villain dialogue I have ever heard. Believe me, you are not cool.

“I came there for you, but your mum was such a good fuck—” “Shut up!!!” I roar. The force of my voice vibrates the room, shattering the chandeliers' glass, and throwing Viktor across the room. With a trembling body and anger I have no idea where it comes from, I get up and stalk closer to him. ,”You. Are. Pathetic. A fucking coward.” I laugh bitterly, not bothering to wipe the water from my face, “you what? Tied a wizard to a tree while you raped a werewolf, letting the daughter stand there and watch the traumatic event? That's what cowards do. You can't fight men, so you prey on women. It's no wonder your family cast you aside. Pathetic!!” I scream, crying.

"I can buy you a new kidney. Just say the word and agree to be mine." I froze. "What?" He blinked innocently"Nothing, I said, what would you like to eat,” I narrowed my eyes and grabbed the menu. “Pretty sure you didn’t say that.” “Pretty sure you imagined something else. Maybe you're already falling for me.” “That's not how that works,” I said quietly. He went quiet too, staring at me. He seemed like he wanted to say something but thought better of it. I scanned the menu, squinting. “Why does everything sound like a spell? Risotto al tartufo nero,what am I summoning? Voldemort?”

Violet “Is that you-know-who?” I lowered my voice to a whisper even though he most likely could hear our every word, down to the ragged breaths I let out. “Voldemort?” Olive replied instantly, but this time her sense of humor wasn’t a comfort, not when Hael had gone out of his way to threaten me against coming here. “No, much worse.” “Does he look angry?” I couldn’t help but ask, scolding both Lacey and me for the shiver of glee that tickled my spine from the thought.

the one who had suggested in killing me responded. “You're crazy!” One whisper-yelled. “What do you see in that man?” “Riches and the chance to be a Luna,” answered the evil plotter. “Just let her be, she'd die anyways,” one said dryly, and just then I felt darkness snatching me away.

I asked. “No, Shannon.” He closed the distance between us, eyes hollow. “I see the misery I have wrought in her. All the pain my work has born.” He tucked a tendril of hair behind his ear. It rustled faintly, like the serpent crown of before. He watched me shiver. He reached out his hand, ran his fingers through my hair. I was too jarred to pull away. “I see myself in you.” “No! You are not the Voldemort to my Harry Potter!”