Novel & Cerita Bray Wyatt Quotes

Now I regret being sarcastic a few seconds ago. “You act as if you’ve never seen a werewolf before.” Brayden chuckled. He leaned back in his chair, gazing at me as though I were an entertainment show. “Relax. I won’t fire you.” But then his laughter died down as he leaned forward, pointing his finger to the door. “Now get out of here!”

Bryce shouted, calling Braylon. "I won't do it again! I'm just in a hurry! Besides, I did that for you! You should have thanked me!" Braylon's answer was so quick and clear to the point that his voice was getting louder. "You don't have to hold her hand! I swear, your relationship with Hatz will never progress!" The annoyance in Bryce's voice was obvious but I could see that he was annoying Braylon too. I just shook my head because they looked like children. This one next to me doesn't seem to have any back injuries if you look at it. You, on the other hand, seem to be flirting because you are trying to avoid Bryce's evil looks.

Even Carol wasn't as audacious as him. Seeing Liam finally acknowledge him, Wyatt's boldness only grew. "Where are you from, buddy? I haven't seen you around before," Wyatt remarked, smirking as he turned his attention to Lana. "Wow, your lady is seriously stunning. I mean, with that killer figure and gorgeous face, you must be having a blast in the bedroom, am I right?" Wyatt's vulgar and inappropriate words hovered on the edge of shattering Liam and Lana's principles and values. How could someone harbor such crude and debased thoughts?

Bray rested his arm over her shoulders and I snapped a pic. “Thanks,” she squeaked, before grabbing the napkin and running away. Bray slid my drink across to me. “What was that?” I uttered after a sip. “That was a day in the life of Dirty J.” He smirked. “They’re the worst, the ones that can’t even talk. Now she’ll go home, berate herself for not talking to me, then tweet the crap out of me all night in screaming caps.” “Oh, sounds . . . fun.” I lifted my drink and sipped some more. “Can I expect more?”

Wyatt “This is risky,” I said. I could feel Beau as he glanced around at the people who passed by taking in everything they were giving off. Bri however was a different animal. She didn’t give one fuck what anyone thought. I knew the look of the haze coming over her. Fuck this is why I didn’t want her out in the open.

He replied honestly which made her eyes lit up. Braelyn moved closer to him and began to whisper next to his ears. "He's a snobbish person who thinks everyone is all over him. He lies, and he's unwilling to take responsibility also." She said, which made Wyatt laugh. "You think so?" Wyatt asked with a mischievous grin and she nodded. "Yes, I think so." Braelyn nodded her head quickly as if to prove that was her thought which made Wyatt laugh loudly and wickedly. "I also think so." He whispered close to her ears which made her eyes light up.

Nate followed close behind, his phone already out, probably updating his team. Wyatt didn't speak until they were outside, standing in the parking lot in the late afternoon sun. Then he turned to face the building, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. "Fuck!" The word exploded out of him, loud enough that several people turned to stare. "Fucking useless—" "Wyatt." Lauren's hand settled on his chest, feeling his heart hammering beneath her palm. "It's okay. We knew this might happen."

“That's kind of refreshing to think about it that way. You're right. Forget about them.” Wyatt nodded in agreement. He meant every single word he said, too. If he'd based all of his life decisions on what people thought, there would be no way he'd be enjoying the success that he was. If he'd listened to his own parents, who said that rich people were nothing but greedy, he wouldn't be a billionaire, capable of giving millions of dollars away in charity every year. Not listening to others had given him more of an advantage in life than listening to them ever could have. He took another swig from his wine and realized that he'd just finished the glass. The Cabernet was so good that he had a ha

Is Wyatt still sending people to help me? As I’m lost in my own thoughts, he turns towards me and nudges my arm. “I’m not sending people to look after you anymore. However, I think people are just naturally trying to be near you so they can help.” Bridget smiles and chimes, “All Katelyn has to do is to flash her gorgeous smile and deep dimples at them, and they will want to do anything to make her smile again.” Before I can protest, Wyatt smiles and nods. “Yes, her smile and dimples are very captivating.”