I don't know about y'alls, but I quite enjoy a little humor. This is from Episode 6: Let's Stalk the New Kid.
"Are we really ditching the bar to stalk a classmate? Why?"
"'Cause he's mysterious, duh!"
As they go back inside the house Luke shuts the door quickly and grabs her hand.
"Why are you trying to avoid me?" he asks, as Astrid is cornered. She pulls him down with a sturdy grip.
"You know not everything is about you, I still need some closure" as she gets back up on her feet until Luke tugs her hand.
" You're right but everything is going to be about you since you're an assassin sent to kill your so-called cousin. But you, no, you don't remember your morals and plans you had to expose the truth and hid like a coward. I know you found out that I have to kill you, but this doesn't have to end that way. You definitely know who you really are, cause no one in their right mind will have that much strength to take down a guy who is 10x stronger. but you looked for an opening"
“Aryan, is something wrong?” she looked at my body carefully before she gently put a hand on my ribs. That tiny bit of pressure made me bite my tongue from growling at her. “Oh, my goodness. You’re hurt! Have you been like this the whole time? Why didn’t you say anything?”
I’m pretty sure she would have asked a million more questions if I didn’t interrupt her. “I’m fine.” I shrugged and immediately regretted it. “It’s just a little broken rib. To be honest, I’ve felt worse. Training to be one of Neri’s warriors was much more harmful to my health.”
“Penn, the world is not slanted. You are.” I smirked.
“Nonononononononono. I-I know a str-straight line. See. See, Jack, it looks like this.” Her hand moved like it was the dotted bee line in a cartoon.
Oh I've been waiting for this. . .
"Kyler, you're a spirit whisper, right? Help me! I know you can hear me!" his eyes snap towards me as he continues to hold my dead body. I take a step back as three women rush forward; they are wearing nursing uniforms and are all taken aback by my --- dead body. They rush to heal me but nothing is happening. I am dead.
Kyler glances from my body to me, and I motion for him to follow me to somewhere where no one can notice us, or, well, him. Kyler stammers something to the nurses as I almost float towards the end of the hospital highway and through the doors. Kyler follows behind me and we end up on the stairs of the infirmary entrance.
"What the (fudge)? You're dead, you're really dead."
"No (shoot)! What do I do? I'm not stuck in this body forever, right? Am I not supposed to float to the clouds and meet the gods?"
"How am I supposed to know? I've never spoken to a dead person before," I let out a staggering breath and turn around and sit on the top stair. I want to cry, but there were no tears left to fall. Only then do Kyler and I look at each other when we hear the familiar words.
“I am Dainzel.” She answered as she rose to her feet. “Outcast of Jadvaraem.”
“Your name is known to me, Dainzel.” The Alvaine ranger nodded. “A healer and scout, not too long ago. I am Shenzel, captain of the rangers.”
“Are they more important to you than your own kind?” Shenzel said coldly and waved at her to follow eastward.
“My own kind banished me, and these simple people will fall prey to the Giagrein.” Dainzel stood where she was, a wave of anger rising behind her ears.
One from an episode in the next story arc set to release next Wednesday.
The eel pointed a clawed finger at me. "You will suffer for your crimes child."
"I already do. Gentlemen, I want fish for dinner. Do not disappoint me," I said.
"yer ruttish, dull-minded pirate!" cried out an infuriated, plumpish bystander, his accent so thick and heavy that Bjorn had trouble comprehending.
"I am a privateer, thank you very much! I may be a crook, but I am a licenced crook - I have standards." Bjorn protested.
“You owe me a conversation.” Hunter whispered to me, taking a step closer than I wanted him to be. “Do not forget what I have done for you.”
I nearly growled as he reminded me of the past. Why can we never forget the difficulties life has thrown at us?
“Consider us even after this then.” I took a deep breath as I realized what a huge mistake I was most likely making. “Give me some space. I need to get her home.”
“Really?” I asked, wide-eyed.
“Oh, yeah.” He nodded, his eyes glancing towards mine. There was a light in them as he reminisced about his previous goddess. “So, instead, she decided it would be better to make a new type of fire that the mortals could control. She worked tirelessly for days before she finally figured it out. It was a different color, but at least, the humans could put it out with regular water whenever they felt the need.”
"If you refuse this task I will rip out your heart and throw it into the East Sea. Then I will throw your liver into the West Sea, and stretch your corpse and bowels across the land to tie them together. Do you understand?”
“I understand fully, father.”
Bonus lines:
“Is this some sort of criminal organization? A thieves guild? Assassins?”
“Stop acting so surprised. Did you think someone who is only known by the nickname ‘Nighthawk’ would be a good upstanding citizen?”
“Are you that scared?” The zirka snickered. “And I was not sneaking up on you; it was you who wandered into my hunting grounds.”
“Oh, I beg for your excuse; did I scare off a flock of anacondas with my stomping?” Chris said sarcastically.
scifi + romance + alienXhuman + future + slowburn + MPREG + lgbtq + tentacles + asexual characters
“You shouldn’t try to make me feel better, Kai. I don’t deserve it.”
“Everyone deserves forgiveness, Samara.” He said soothingly. “Otherwise, why would I be here?” he paused, his hands in front of him, rather than on my shoulders. “Samara, I don’t know what Soren said to you. Although, I can guess. But I just want you to know, that I don’t blame you… for Nolan.”
“Hurry up, Des.” Hunter whispered to me from across the room.
I simply stared at him as I tried not to squeeze Penn’s arm. “Take her home please?”
9 days later
A heat rose in her cheeks and her chest, “Do…do you want me?”
“Your mouth. I want your mouth mouth that has snarled at me, shouted at me, screamed at me-”
"Anyway, that girl is way out of your league, no matter how you look at it” Wren concluded, focussing on the issue at hand. 
“Everybody is in everybody's league. Heck, leagues don’t even exist!” Milun countered. “She’s a person just as I am.” 
(Chapter 5)
From an unspecified chapter:
I choked out my words against the hand boring against my neck, “You vile monster… Do as you please, but I will stop at nothing to bring you down with me.”.
“Your light cannot save you here. You and I are now the same. Ruination will take us both.”
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“Ugh. Whisper, dude.” She paused before she said, “You were out late, huh?” When I glanced over at her, she removed one hand from her head to gesture to my clothes. “Getting it, I see.”
I couldn’t help but crack up at Petite’s thought process. “Non. Just… couldn’t sleep.”
He squinted at me as he approached slowly. “Yes.” He hissed harshly. “I saw that human-curse machine. I don’t care who she looks like, Kai. She killed Nolan, and I will avenge him. You can either help me or get out of my way. But be warned, I won’t allow you to help her any further.”
“And how exactly are you to avenge Nolan?” I inquired, making sure my face did not express anything beyond curiosity. “Let’s be honest here. If she took down Nolan, who has never lost at anything in his entire existence, what makes you think you have a chance?”
