Voldemort Quotes Novels & Stories

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 like nap. But only if nobody says I have to.” Theo let out a low laugh. “You really went and made two humans who are the perfect combination of every annoying thing in your genetics.” I shot him a look. “Excuse you? Those blue eyes and that steel jaw are not from me, thanks.” Theo went quiet for a beat, something flickering in his eyes. That name we never said out loud, but that always hung there like a shadow in the corner of the room, slipped between us for a second. Italian Voldemort.

"He looks like a snake, ready to bite on your back. Do you know who he reminds me off?" "Who?" "Nagini from Harry Potter. If his nose wasn't that straight, he'd might as well fit voldemort better." "You like Harry Potter?" "Yes! I LOVE Harry Potter." I almost jumped in my spot, drawing out a chuckle from him. "Which of the series is your favorite?" "The first one! I love their innocent, carefree queries in that." I felt him moving, then his breath hit the back of my ear as he whispered. "Just like you." My eyes closed in sheer anguish. Only if he knew how innocent I really was.

His body seemed to sag and his voice was weary from all that was going on. The physician shook his head. "The girl chose her poison well. This is Voldemort's root." I stared at him blankly, not understanding what that meant but obviously, the Beta understood and so did my mother as they gasped in disbelief. "What?" My mother gasped. "But that is impossible. Where could she possibly have gotten it?" The physician bowed his head. "From me. She asked me about it this morning when she came to get his medicine. I had totally forgotten about that till now."

His eyes snapped to me the second I entered. “Selene,” he said, both relieved and nervous. “God, you actually came.” I smirked. “Of course. Better here than stuck with… you-know-who.” I leaned in, dropping my voice to a whisper. “Your favorite customer.” Victor blanched like I’d just said Voldemort. “Don’t say his name,” he muttered, his eyes flicking around like Raphael might materialize from the shadows. “You saw what happened last time. I’ve still got blood stained rags in the storage room from that psycho he took down.”

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.

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!”

Voldemort's voice rang out with venom, "You have some balls showing your face here." Aeron, attempting to speak, was silenced by another forceful blow. Voldemort continued, "Tell me why I shouldn't end you here and now." Aeron, struggling to find words, wanted to explain, but before he could utter a single sentence, Voldemort interrupted with yet another punishing blow. "That was not a question," he declared, his eyes ablaze with malice. Voldemort ordered the guards to lock Aeron up, proclaiming that the execution would take place the next morning. As Aeron was led away, his mind raced, grappling with the dire situation he now found himself in, and the uncertainty of what awaited him on the

"But I won't die from it. I'll survive it, I'll get over it. We were never meant to be but you and her? That's fate. Otherwise you wouldn't have met again. The things we lose have a way of coming back to us..." "If not in the most unexpected of ways," Muslim finished, quoting one of the infamous people from the Harry Potter series. "How did you..." "Noorul-Huda invented this rule where she sends me three quotes from the series everyday," Marwan shrugged, cutting him off. Muslim's smile slipped off his face but he recovered when Marwan backed out a laugh. "It was annoying really," he nodded, still laughing. "I always feared what would happen if she found out how much I didn't care about the s

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.