Voodoo Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

"If I successfully do it, I will be able to cause her illness and even stop her from speaking or informing them as to what happened to her." "Are you this eager to use your voodoo?" Leonardo asked. "This is a very dumb idea, but whatever. Do what you want to do, just make sure that it won't ruin anything." "I am sure that it won't!" she said, grinning. "I can finally try what I learned. And I am certain that I can do it on her. I'll gladly make her suffer just cause."

Quinn took a deep breath and said, “Madam Snake, when you told me that I possessed the Divine Voodoo Physique and was born a Silent Creek Saintess who's most suited to practice the voodoo craft, I started thinking about it. I've decided that I want to cultivate in this craft!” “Is this because of that man in your heart?” Madam Snake gave her a complicated look and continued, “I have to warn you that cultivating in voodoo craft means that you’ll be spending a lot of time with the voodoo bugs. Your face might end up getting disfigured, and you’ll turn into a monster like me. “Aren’t you afraid of that?” “No, I’m not, Madam Snake!” Quinn’s eyes turned red as she said, “When I was young, I made

"So these are the reasons people usually try voodoo?" "Yep. Love, hate, summoning spirits . . . the trifecta. What's funny is that voodoo is really about understanding and manipulating natural forces, so those things aren't far off. People just approach it with entirely the wrong mindset." "So this person wasn't casting real magic? How bad can it be?"

"She can't stop swooning over that guy, he might have put some voodoo magic on her or something." "Actually she's been complaining about how he never took her 'love', but she said she'll stop." Dolora is still munching the pickles while sitting on one of the chairs of the dining table. "Oh! Mom said separate the fruits from vegetables, babe." "Got it." He mumbled, taking the bag of fruits from the bag and place it all above the box of veggies. "Well then I guess he might have 'accidentally' put some voodoo magic on her." He simpered and closes the ref.

Arnold said, Uzor laughed as he looked away, Yvonne gasped as her brows jump up in surprise “You what?” she said “I… I said that as a compliment" he said “(Laughing) what? Hell no" Uzor protested “That’s the creepiest thing I have heard anyone say" Yvonne laughed “I thought it was romantic to do" he said “Please don’t ever say such a thing again… only serial killers do" Yvonne warned, Uzor laughed “Oh my God! You both are the best couples I have ever seen… you should probably have a YouTube channel" Uzorlaughed, Yvonne instantly liked the idea

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE VALENTINA POV “ Le avrei strappato la laringe e le avrei scavato gli occhi. È una fottuta troia. L'ho fatto a persone che hanno fatto di meno.” (I would have ripped out her larynx and gouged out her eyes. she is such a fucking cunt. I've done it to folks who have done less. )

But he looked at me like I’d just challenged a king in his own fucking castle. One look. That was all it took. I melted. Stupid. Needy. Dripping. His fingers slipped under the edge of my panties, slow, like he was reading me with touch alone. Then he whispered, voice so low it made me shake, “You won’t be needing these where we’re going.” He pulled his fingers out, licked them clean without breaking eye contact. Then muttered, “Old Italian voodoo shit says a man should always taste the first release of the girl he’s marked.”

The girls all fell for the vampire lord, he had used them without pity for his lust for blood and sex. Like they say Vampires have high sex drive. "I won't spare anyone reported for talking to her rudely again," he said vanishing into thin air. "Can i have the coffee now?" Ava smirked. "I'll make living here hell for you," Vandora replied giving her a cup of black coffee. "See you there," Ava laughed. "Here's your coffee Vador" "Thanks damsel," "So aren't you going to introduce me to your queen?" Ava asked biting her lips.

I tried to tell Victor about it but he has been too busy lately and as for Jordan he's hard present this days leaving me all to myself to figure out what's wrong with me . I located a voodoo priestess whom I think will of help in finding out what's wrong with me . I pushed her door open and her costumer bell rang . the house was dark really dark all I could see was just small figment of light . "welcome child " I heard an old lady voice and the room light up and in front of me sat an old lady dresses on weird cloths with a human skull in front of her . her legs were folded in a meditation posture "umm am here ...

I muttered. Victor snorted. “Curiosity killed the cat.” I rolled my eyes at him. “If you’re going to act like some wise old scholar, at least use the full phrase.” Victor’s lips curved into an amused smile “Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back,” he corrected. I let out a scoff. “So,” he said, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, “which part are you hoping applies to you? The curiosity… or the satisfaction?”