Carl Gallagher Quotes Novels & Stories

Now, I glared at him, wishing I could rip that sunshine-yellow shirt off his chest. “If you have something to say, then why don’t you? Scared I’m going to put a bullet in that blabbing mouth of yours?” His laughter was harder and cheerier than the yellow glow. “Just a hunch, but does that red wine have anything to do with the Gallagher princess?” And her voice came back to me like an uninvited messenger, bearing a message of dangerous promises and forbidden territories. Do you like it?

“ don't start now. If there is I would have told you. What about you, you seem pretty interesting " “ Me? I'm not interesting, I'm not interesting at all. I'm just a regular guy who travels around the world doing random stuffs and getting heavily paid by it" “ See? That's interesting." Relaxing in my chair,I smiled “ tell me more, which places have you been to? Maybe I can add it on my places to go list" “ I've gone to a lot of places, I can't keep up. But if you insist...." Carl was saying, until...

“The next time two men attack you in a market, I’ll need you to be fit and able enough to follow instructions.” “That was nothing—hooligans harassing a couple of women. It happens.” “You believe that? Then why did they leave bruises?” Gage raised his brow at the fading yellowed finger marks on her upper arm. Chantal covered the discoloration with her other hand. “Don’t you have somewhere to be? A CrossFit class, perhaps? Am I keeping you from drinking napalm and eating nails with your buddies?” He tried not to smile. “I only drink napalm in the morning… and nails give me reflux. I prefer snacking on drill bits.”

The Lucas he knows was rational, keen, and wise. But for Lucas to ask him a foolish request, Carl could not believe it for a moment. After a moment of disbelief, Carl threw away Lucas' hand like he had been betrayed. "You bastard! Do you only think of your loved life? How about you think of what will happen to me afterward?! Do you think I can flatter and fool them like how I fool other people?" Carl wanted to yell, but restricting the loud noise in his throat, he lowered his voice at the mention of the Capital.

Everyone did. "Galton," Karla called him, "No sweetness for you anymore." "What? But I want to be pampered." Galton formed a frown. "I don't know what you're talking about, I'm just passing by." Karla walked off before she could be spoken to again. "I like her." Said Galton when Karla was out of sight. "Yeah, she's always sweet; I always wonder if she has a problem; she's never sad," Raphael told him.

Alpha Killan said to me and left. I take back my words, he is no sweet soul, he is an egomaniac, obnoxious idiot. “You heard the captain, congratulations, you can display your expertise as a goal scorer.” Gale added sarcastically and walked away too. If i make this team, I am definitely sending one of these two guys into the infirmary bed on the first match.

I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. "But it was okay—Gallagher had a plan. He said he was going to kill you. So I held off on killing you and your daughter, let him take care of it himself. He said once you were gone, he’d go back to Carmilla and take your daughter with him." He clicked his tongue again, pressing the gun harder against my head. I closed my eyes as tears streamed down my cheeks. "But that damned Gallagher! He said he never planned to kill you! He left Carmilla for you! Said he loves you! You—a gold-digging bitch!"

He rested his forearm over his eyes and groaned. "I bet it was the rogues, killing my father wasn't enough for that red-haired bitch. She wants my hide as well," he grunted. Not knowing what to say, I remained quiet as I sat there. My thoughts were on Zaika and frustrating me so much that I was spaced off and frowning. "You shouldn't do that, it will cause you wrinkles," Gallum lashed out as he brushed my cheek with his knuckle. "Sorry, I am just thinking of something," I mumbled. Hearing him growling low, I glanced at him.

as Carl says thus, he gets angry and his forehead folds in to the old merciless look he use to have back when he was the ruthless Carl , his teeth grinding, he then threw his pen away “Answer me what have you called to complain about, ohh let me guess and yes I gave the order and yes you are my property, and I told my guards not to let you go anywhere on your own or else they tag along with you, if you refuse you gonna have to stay home then” Carl says as he develops a weird smirk on his face “I have and I’m trying so hard to be different for your sake, but you keep on getting me on edge, and when you make a mistake you have to face the consequences of your actions

Carl felt like a brother to me even though he's in no way related to me. “Yes, yes, I shouldn't let myself get too attached to my wife.” I replied in relation to Carl's advice and watched him as he paced around my office as though he owned the place. But he was only checking around to make sure that no one was listening to us. Any conversation that had to do with Gianna was confidential; not many people were allowed to know what we were up to.