Voltron Quotes Novels & Stories

I asked him with a laugh. Tony rolled his eyes "You've done a lot of me. So thanks" He said before turning away. Lorenzo watched as Tony walked away with his mouth hanging open. "What?" I asked him "I didn't even know he knew that word" Enzo joked. Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. "Bring my mate home safe" Quinton said out loud. Whether he was talking to Paul or Lorenzo remains unknown...maybe it was to both? "Don't worry" Paul groaned out.

“Xassin gave me information on the three of you, because he believed in you, your strength and will. The fate of the entire planet is in our hands. Let’s not fuck it up.” Quinn chuckled. “Stick to being the badass you are. You being serious is cringe.” Tony grinned, then chuckled, then everyone was chuckling, then laughing. “Screw you man.” Tony said laughing. Míriel waved her hand, dispersing the subspace. “Come on, Azea, let’s leave the boys to make noi–“

" I so want to be on my brother's side and be his biggest champion because he's got so much trust in me he trusts me more than he trusts you . " "He does doesn't rain and it hurts me because I've proven time and time again that I'm very loyal to him and I would not waiver no matter what the circumstances are even now I still want to fight because there's fire in me that wants to keep on trying that wants to keep on believing that we are meant to be and that whatever we're going through is just to strengthen us as a couple and the unit."

Hearing his story definitely explains why he's always cracking jokes or acting as if things aren't extremely serious when in all actuality, they are. He's just living his life the best way he knows how to. "Life's too short to be a stick in the mud Juno. Smile for once" Vito said, pushing up the corners of my lips. This time, I didn't move to smack his hands away, not feeling the need to as I let his words sink in.

SELENE Monster…I can’t trust you…You should be grateful that I’m not kicking you out on your arse right now. Tristan's words carved themselves into the walls of my skull, replaying over and over like some cruel chant. No matter how many times I told myself he was just angry, just wounded, it didn’t take the sting away.