Novel & Cerita Bridgerton Quotes

Iyon ang madalas naming tambayan kapag kailangan naming mag-usap. “Yeah, she’s good with those kind of things, but she probably won’t last with our usual game. I mean, remember the last time she was given a task? She lasted in that poor guy’s life for six months!” Taite tsked, as I suddenly find her thick British accent annoying in my ears. “Y’all don’t talk to her like that. She just don’t have the appeal to seduce men, alright?” Brooke butted in which didn’t made me feel better at all.

~~~ ~Gunther~ Ang babaeng ito ay naglakas-loob na magbago ng isip sa huling sandali. Napansin ko kanina ang bawat isang ekspresyon na gumuhit sa kanyang magandang mukha bago siya nagsabi ng ‘I do’ sa akin. Anong uri kaya ng kaparusahan ang dapat kong ibigay sa kanya? "Maaari mo nang halikan ang iyong bride, Mr. Silvestri."

Ibinangon ni Beatrice ang kanyang braso ng hindi kaligayahan: "Naiintindihan mo ba ang sinabi ko sa'yo kanina?" "Naiintindihan ko." Bihirang seryoso ang ekspresyon ni Marcus "Nagdududa ka ba kay Alana?" "Oo." Tapat na sinabi ni Beatrice, walang itinagong anuman. Agad na hinalikan ni marcus si Beatrice: "Ang cute-cute ni Mrs. Villamor kapag nagseselos siya sa akin!"

he smiled. A gentle, dark and proud smile. Because that? That was the woman he chose to marry. And everyone at the table knew she had just claimed her place as Queen. Belle straightened in her seat, attempting to maintain her cool despite her feelings. She picked up her wine glass, took a cautious sip, and tried hard not to appear bothered. “Well,” she said, voice slightly shaky but laced with false charm. “I guess Nero’s taste has evolved… very differently. I mean, no offense. You are definitely not his usual type.”

Nakangiti din sya at mukhang excited na malaman kung ano ang nakasulat doon. "Do I love you? My god, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches." — William Goldman, The Princess Bride "Another quote" sabi ni Keisha sakin. "Grabe yung ngiti mo pero quote lang naman pala ang laman. Hindi naman nagpapakilala yang secret admirer mo" dagdag nya pa. "Keisha! Ano ka ba?! It's enough for me. Atsaka may hint naman ako kung sino to" sabi ko.

Huminga siya ng malalim saka sarkastikong ngumiti. “Dear, if Kristal and Raphael are meant to be. Bakit nandito ako??” she said with a smile. “And if I am a woman with class, kanina pakita sinampal. Kanina ko pa pinadugo iyang makapal mong labi. And please lang, mind your own business. No matter what you say, nasa ‘kin ang alas. Baka guston mong isampla ko sa pagmumukha mo ang marriage certificate?”

Pero mukhang naka pag move on na nga ang biyuda. "Thank you.." hindi lingid Kay Cassandra ang pag pa pa cute ni Bridgette sa asawang SI Adrian. The way she uttered the words while Adrian refills her glass. Baka nakalimutan ng babaeng ito ang sinabi niya kanina na wine tasting sa kaniyang bahay. Cassandra is unhappy about it. Tatanungin pa niya mamaya si Adrian. "Saan ba kayo nagkakikala ni Don Martino Aguila, Mrs Bridgette?" Cassandra almost smirked at their guests na bahagyang nanlaki ang mata dahil sa tono ng kaniyang tanong, sweet but firm.

Tinitigan niya ito nang diretso bago binigkas ang bawat salita nang may nakamamatay na diin. "Whether she will be happy or not is not up to you to decide, Benedict. It is entirely up to me. At the very least, I will be absolutely faithful to her. What right does a useless brat who cannot even control his own lower body have to say those things to me?"

said Abricotine, "may it not have been Love? If you think so too, I advise you to have it burned at once." "What a pity that would be!" said the princess, sighing. "It seems to me my boudoir could have no prettier decoration than this picture." While she said so, she looked at it; but Abricotine persisted in saying she should burn a thing that could only have come there by magic power. "And these words:- "The likeness graven on my heart is fairer far,"- said the princess. "Shall we burn them too? " "We must spare nothing," replied Abricotine, "not even your own portrait."

"Bakit mo kasama 'yan? She's the cheater! Ako ang asawa mo! Ako ang totoong Celestina!" ​She clung to him, desperate. ​"Look at me, Love," she used the endearment I rarely used in public. "It's me. Your Queen." ​Atticus looked down at her hand on his arm. He looked at it like it was a piece of trash. ​Slowly, deliberately, he peeled her fingers off his suit. ​"My wife," Atticus said, his voice projecting clearly without a microphone, "does not drink cheap champagne. My wife does not slouch. And my wife..."