Torah Kay > Quotes

“He smiled at me, his eyes sparkling in the small amount of light. “I love your laugh, Captain. Really.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“Raquelle Foster, listen—!” “Don’t use my name!” “But—!” “Don’t!” “Your mother!” she yelled, catching my full attention. She was nearly crying with pain and fear. “Y-Your mother is Helena Foster!” I stared at her, and my interest piqued. That was her name. I couldn’t let my curiosity show through my glare, so I tightened my pressure on her. “Why does she matter—?” She took a ragged breath. “She’s alive!” she spouted, her breathing short. “Your mother is alive!”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“The figure stood at the end of the hallway, swallowed by darkness, their Tag bleeding light across the walls. The glow pulsed red against the concrete like a heartbeat. They were watching. Waiting. A predator in the dark. The silence around us broke under the faint hum of that light. It buzzed, low and hungry. “Run,” I whispered, grabbing Karter’s arm and tapping it rapidly. “Run, we have to run—” “Cap?” the person called. My vision snapped back. The voice. I knew that voice. Cap. My name from his lips.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“They made a city once. Perfect, they claimed. No conflict. No pain. No entry. And when outsiders begged to come in, the Sovereignty burned it to the ground. Thousands died. So now, thirty-five more die every year. To remember. That’s what they tell us. The Game keeps us grateful. That thirty-five deaths mean millions live in peace.”
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“What are you doing?” he asked someone, standing in the doorway. At first, no one responded. Then, I heard someone reply. “Hello.” It was an ominous voice, like a childlike ghost. “What are you doing?” Karter asked again.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“I held onto his hand for a moment longer, staring into his eyes. They were a beautiful hazel color, like a painting you could never stop looking at. There were so many individual details that it felt almost captivating— “Cap?” I blinked. “What?” “You can let go of my hand now.” I blushed hard, immediately dropping his hand with wide eyes. “Right. Sorry— I— sorry.” He chuckled lightly at me. “You good?” I swallowed and nodded, trying to ignore the fire that was ignited behind my cheeks. “Fine.” I choked out. “Totally fine.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“Second of all, I do not need protection from Alek. He would never hurt me—” “Not on purpose.” He interrupted, his stare hardening. “People close to you rarely hurt you on purpose, but they do anyway. And that kid up there just yelled at you because you told him to stop screaming at us. He is going to hurt you, Raquelle.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“Alive. Heir. Seventy-two million marks. The Game. Alive. Alive. Alive. Impossible. I don’t belong. I shouldn’t belong. This isn’t real. And yet, it was.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“Can you just… leave me alone?” He shook his head. “I can’t do that.” “Why?” “Because when you’re alone up here, I don’t know what you’re doing.” He said to me, his voice quieter. “I don’t know if you’re still up here or if you…” He hesitated. “If you jumped.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“At night, it was common to see other thieves who had the same idea as me. They always wore dark clothing like me. We wouldn’t tell on each other. We honored each other’s courage.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“She scowled with a smile.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“Charlie handed the canister to me, and I offered it to Aleksander. He shook his head. “You first.” I frowned. “Drink, Alek.” “You need it too,” he replied. “I can last longer.” I rolled my eyes. “Drink the water, tough guy.” “Not before you.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“Karter knows how this works. You don’t.” “I broke into this hideout yesterday to steal your knives, remember?” She blinked. “Yes. And you also got caught.”
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“Hey.” Aleksander’s voice almost rang in my ears, echoing in my mind. I knew his voice so well, but it felt… different now. And I didn’t know why.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It

“Rhylee let out a clipped sigh. “You’re going to make this hard for all of us, Raquelle. Fine. Don’t mistake patience for weakness. You’ll come around, or the world will force you to.” I didn’t give her the satisfaction of a retort. I only glared, then turned my face away.”
― Torah Kay, Tag You're It