Badassery Quotes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Alex retorted bravely. See? He called his boss an old man even though he was not even 60 years old. No one would dare to do that but Alex. "You bastard! You can't just act like you're a top assassin, huh?" said Ernest, the hitman's boss. Alex rolled his eyes lazily, making no sound. "I don't want to know! You can't miss any more checks. You have to come to the base right now, don't make me angry!" Ernest continued.

I don’t feel jealous! I don't care about that madman! That one is crazy, yes, crazy! He's insane! He's heartless! Remember this, Amy! That guy is nothing! He's nothing but a dumb*ss! Dumb*ss and a dumb*ss! Oh, who owns these abs? Because, I looked up a bit and abs are the first that my eyes saw. Oh, don't tell me. I even looked up and that's it! It's him! The fool even grinning!

Unconsciously I looked at my closed door and windows and sighed, turning back to his text. What was I supposed to type? 'Hey I'm moisturizing my naked body, come over.'? No thanks! 'Nothing much, you?' was what I ended up typing, even though I hated it when someone replied to me with nothing much. Like seriously? Nothing? Blackmailer-'Breathing *tongue out*, seriously nothing? You're boring.' The last two words did something to me. Made me want to prove that I wasn't boring. Because there's nothing worse than being called boring. Boring is discernibly not a depiction anyone would want to fit in. I am fracking awesome!

Caspian asked. "Practically when you guys went out. I must admit ma' peeps, your momma's proud! And I just want to say, ahem! Yas! That's ma' best friend ya'll! She a real bad b*tch! No damsels in distress here you bastards! She's slayin' like a queen peeps! She does it better than a man ya'll, step aside amateurs! All hail Hari's supremacy you peasants!" Ione yelled crazily and flailed her arms around.

I don't know her well enough to know what lies behind her grimaces and smiles and airs of a girl who doesn't care. "You're badass," she finally says with a laugh that sounds real, that sounds free, that sounds like a laugh she hasn't let out often in her life. "You're really badass. I thought you were just a rich girl who got lucky. But actually, you've got guts. You've got nerve. You've got that thing you don't learn in school. That thing you have when you've suffered, when you've gotten back up, when you've proven to the world you're worth something. And me—I'd really like to learn that. I'd like to be like you. I'd like to stop being afraid. Stop doubting. Stop asking myself every morning

His voice cracked, but the madness in it was undeniable. “I AM CALLOWAY! DO YOU HEAR ME? I BUILT EMPIRES WHILE YOU WERE STILL CRAWLING AT YOUR MOTHER’S FEET! PEOPLE LIKE ME DON’T ROT IN CELLS. WE OWN THE PEOPLE WHO BUILD THEM!” His words still echoed down the corridor, wild, unrestrained, it sounded like it came from the throat of a mad man. “I’M UNTOUCHABLE! DO YOU HEAR ME? UNTOUCHABLE!” The veins in his neck bulged, his face red and slick with sweat as he smashed himself against the bars like a man possessed.

"Then I found out that the 'bad girls' seemed to win the world more easily. I mean... ... they have no boundaries, right? They can tear up all the standards of the so-called 'good girl' and even run into all the opposites. Dirty words, sexy clothes and s.ex. They have nothing to fear, they have the courage to try, so they have nothing to lose and they have freedom!" "When I finally realized this, I thought, f.uck elegance, politeness and smiles! I started using profanity and fists against the boys who sexually harassed me. Haha, his expression, I will remember it the next life. Ha! The gates of a new world are opening!" "So, I tell myself. You didn't do anything wrong. YOU ARE A BAD B.ITCH.

"And what do you think you are going to do with that toy." "Would you not love to know you sick bastard." "You say bastard, what does that make you then?" "Far better than you; you are a waste of space." "And you are a bit over-ambitious. Do you have any idea who I am?" "Well, unfortunately, I do. Now let me ask you the same. Who am I?"

“That boy is all I have. He’s all I’m living for. Pray that nothing happens to him. Else I’ll show you all that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” Her words hang in the air as everyone takes in the meaning. Shit, this woman is a badass!