Apollyon Quotes

What in the fuck are you? ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

APOLLYON is an alternative and credible alternative drama about the foundation and emergence of Christianity. ~ Greg Rigby

Most who enter the Underworld do not leave, and those who do are irrevocably changed by what they experience. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Apollyon stared at her. Was he making a terrible mistake by helping her? A part of him said to leave now before it was too late and he became too deeply involved with her. He couldn't though. She had cast a spell on him. And he was a slave to her. ~ Felicity Heaton

I wouldn't give up being a Sentinel for the world. Or being the Apollyon. I rock."
"Wow. You're so humble. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Chris. So, when the battle was over, Christian said, "I will here give thanks to Him that hath delivered me out of the mouth of the lion; to Him that did help me against Apollyon." And so he did, saying: "Great Satan, the captain of this fiend, Designed my ruin; therefore to this end He sent him harnessed out: and he with rage That hellish was, did fiercely me engage; But blessed angels helped me; and I, By dint of sword, did quickly make him fly: Therefore to God let me give lasting praise, And thank and bless His holy name always. ~ John Bunyan

How in the fuck is that even possible? Was Hades sleeping on the job o something?"
"Yes, Seth, he took a nap and Perses snuck in the back door and let them out. Then they skipped through the Vale of Mourning, stopped to have a pic-a-nic and then decided to leave the Underworld all slow-like, and all the while Hades was chillin' and doing nothing."
That sounded probable. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

With Ruach Elohim dwelling within everyone who believes, anyone could become a powerful vessel through which God will work.' Danick smiled. 'I think Apollyon is terrified. Imagine a world of saints, all being transformed into the likeness of Christ. Apollyon thought he killed the one Christ the world had, and now the world is filling with Christlike saints. ~ Chuck Black

I heard the bathroom door close and I kept my eyes screwed shut, but my heart skyrocketed into uncharted territories. I folded my arms around me and held my breath.
There was the slightest movement behind me. Skin brushed against mine. A fine shiver rolled up my spine. An infinite spark transferred between us, something that couldn't be replicated or forced. How could I've forgotten that when connected with Seth? My heart turned over heavily.
Aiden brushed the mass of thick hair over one shoulder and his lips met the space between my neck and shoulder. His hands slid down the slick skin of my arms, cupping over my elbows and then to my wrists. Gently, slowly, he eased my arms to my sides.
I bit down on my lip and my legs started trembling. But he was there. Like always, holding me up when I couldn't stand on and letting me go when he knew I needed him to. He was more than just a shelter. AIden was my other half, my equal. And he needed no weird Apollyon connection.
Aiden waited, still as a statue, patient as ever, until my muscles unlocked, one by one. Then his hands dropped to my waist and he turned me toward him. A heartbeat passed and he placed his fingers on my chin, tipping my head back.
I opened my eyes, blinking the wetness off my lashes, and the air hitched in my throat. Faint, purplish bruises shadowed his jaw. There was a cut over the bridge of his nose. No doubt injuries I had given him. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

The battle of "Christian" with "Apollyon" lasted three hours - but Christian's battle with himself lasted all the way from the Wicket Gate in the river Jordan. ~ Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Throwing a sub at the Apollyon probably wasn't something that should be done in public. But I couldn't help it; I laughed. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Oh. Wow.'
'What?'
He held my hand up between us. 'Look.'
I squinted at my hands. 'I don't see anything.' Sighing, he flipped my hand over, and my jaw hit the ground. A faint blue line marked the center of my palm with a smaller line through it. It would've looked like a cross, except the horizontal line was slanted.
'Oh. My. Gods.' I jerked my hand away, scrambling back. 'I have a rune on my hand. It's an Apollyon rune, isn't it.'
Seth rested his hands on his knees. 'I think so. I have one like that.'
'But why is it still there? Why is it there at all?' I flipped my palm over several times, shook it, but the faint blue tattoo was still there. 'You can see it, right? Like right now, you can see it?'
'Yes. It hasn't faded.' Seth leaned forward, catching my hand. 'Stop shaking it like it's a damn Etch-A-Sketch. That doesn't make them disappear. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

The Word of God gives wounded Christian the victory. God renews his hope with His own promises, and Christian gives the Destroyer a deadly thrust resulting in a mortal wound to the enemy of the pilgrim's soul. Christian on his own could not defeat Apollyon. The sword of the Word of God is the only instrument that can accomplish such a task.
4. ~ John Bunyan

There's nothing creepier than having a psychotic Apollyon caged in the basement. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

In every believer's heart there is a constant struggle between the old nature and the new. The old nature is very active, and loses no opportunity of plying all the weapons of its deadly armoury against newborn grace; while on the other hand, the new nature is ever on the watch to resist and destroy its enemy. Grace within us will employ prayer, and faith, and hope, and love, to cast out the evil; it takes unto it the "whole armour of God," and wrestles earnestly. These two opposing natures will never cease to struggle so long as we are in this world. The battle of "Christian" with "Apollyon" lasted three hours, but the battle of Christian with himself lasted all the way from the Wicket Gate to the river Jordan. ~ Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Are you not going to talk? Just sit there and stare at me like a creeper?"
Aiden cracked a half smile. "You called me that once before."
"Yeah, because you are a creeper. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Progress in evil was quick and easy; Apollyon was not a chap who hid himself and he gave every assistance in his power. The growth in goodness was so slow, at times so flat, so dull, and like the White Queen one had to run so fast to stay where one was, let alone progress; and there were few men who dared to say they had found God. It was easy to be a clever sinner, for the race to an earthly visible goal was short to run, so impossibly hard to be a wise saint, with the goal set at so vast a distance from this world and clouded with such uncertainty. ~ Elizabeth Goudge

You've been running like the little Apollyon Energizer Bunny. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

Okay. You're the best Apollyon there is."
He tipped his head to the side and arched a brow. "I'm the only Apollyon there is right now."
I grinned. "You're still the best. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

You must be careful of who you trust, child, of whom you have given your heart to."

I stiffened.

"Power is the most alluring of all vices. It corrupts and destroys," she said, her voice shifting low. "And it is the most hidden of all transgressions."

A cold chill radiated down my spine. "You're talking about Seth."

"He is not what he seems," she said, and a snake snapped at the air. "The Apollyon has committed acts of great treachery."

"I know." My hands curled into fists. "I know what he's capable of. And I know who he used to be and who he is becoming. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout