Chicago Quotes Novels & Stories

Chapter 2 Fucking Chicago, the iconic “Windy City” and the historical playground of Al Capone, my personal favorite gangster. Here I am, stepping out of my sleek private jet that just touched down at a secluded terminal in O’Hare airport. The sharp breeze instantly caresses my face, a stark reminder that I’ve entered unfamiliar territory. My purpose here is clear: to reclaim what rightfully belongs to me.

I say astonished, Matteo actually laughed. "There is something you should know. Chicago is known for their beautiful women. Last I checked, the women out numbered the men seven to one, I don't think it has changed much in the past year. New York is the exact opposite. We have birthed soldiers, powerful and influential business men, ruthless enforcers for decades it's only right if we even the playing field" he wiggled his eyebrows a smile playing on his lips. "Did you just call us bargaining chips? We're people you know. We deserve a choice. As a Chicago woman I'm telli-"

Amelia put down the compact, actually hadn't used it, looked over, still smiling: "Chicago was beautiful, an international city, everyone liked to come." Things went so smoothly, and Emmy started talking more: "Then you guys must have been to the Michigan Avenue Corridor, right? It's really pretty there, and there are some snacks and stuff, you have to try them. Crab roe noodles, braised pork, here in Chicago, crab roe noodles and butterfly pastries are the most famous, old brands." "Haven't even had time to eat, just came straight to the exchange." Amelia lowered her voice, "You know, it's all about getting ahead."

Chicago said seriously. That made sense, Wendy marveled at the insight that she hadn't considered. "So, what should we do?" Wendy asked. Looking at her, Chicago said, "Wendy, I'm sorry. I love you, I don't want to hurt you, but the situation is urgent!" Chicago said. Wendy's hairs stood on end. Uh oh, it felt like something terrible was about to happen! "Remember when you fell and pushed me into the pool?" Chicago continued, "I almost drowned..."

The wind by the lake was cold. I sat on the bench, staring at the calm water in the distance. Dante sat beside me. Neither of us spoke. Honestly, everything that needed to be said had already ended back in New York. And yet, he still wouldn’t leave. Like he was trying to drag time out. But I didn’t understand what there was left to drag on for. Finally, he spoke in a low voice. “Is Chicago always this cold?” I answered calmly,

We actually had a pleasant time and took a boatload of pictures. Aww sweet memories.. Afterwards we went around the city to my favorite places to eat. Where my Godmother Keya used to take me all of the time. Giordano's pizza, is the best deep dish pizza in the world! Garrett's gourmet popcorn, the Chicago mix is the absolute best, it's cheddar, butter and caramel mixed. AL's #1 Italian beef is the best ever! And Vienna beef makes the tastiest beef hotdogs and polishes on the planet!

“It’s never early for anything as long as you want it.” “Nice quote. Where did you hear it from?” Asher asked me as he took a sip from the cup in his hands. “Would you believe me if I told you that I just made it up on the spot?” Asher stared at me for a few seconds before bursting into laughter, and I joined in, following suit. “That’s impressive.” “Thank you,” I replied, raising my glass towards him before taking a look around the place. “You look like you’ve got something you want to say, Lorenzo.”

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the congregation, and said, "I outlived the buggers." Memorable Quotes "Scattered showers my ass!" Noah. "I have no problem with you talking to yourself as long as it doesn't turn into an argument" Woody Allen. "If at first you don't succeed try, try again. Then quit. There's no point being a damn fool about it." W.C.Fields. "The one thing that all porn stars have in common is a dread of filming the scenes that don't involve sex" Fanny Lightfoot (Porn Movie Director) "For every human problem, there is a solution that is simple, neat, and wrong." H. L. Mencken

When the doors open to the private garage, a sleek black car waits, engine already running. Noah opens the passenger door for me. I hesitate only a second before getting in. The drive is smooth. Efficient. Chicago slides past in glass and steel. I keep my eyes forward, jaw set. “Why Chicago?” Noah asks suddenly. I glance at him. “Why do you care?” His eyes stay on the road. “Because you ran here.” “I didn’t run,” I reply automatically. He doesn’t argue. “You chose a city where you wouldn’t be watched.”

I said, truthfully. Leo’s expression flickered. “She’s lying,” the man said, and without waiting— Click. The jolt ripped through my leg. My body convulsed, spine arching as I gasped involuntarily. The wires buzzed. Leo’s jaw clenched. His fists curled at his sides. Scar lifted the wire again. “Try again, sweetheart. Kade. Chicago or Montreal?” Chicago! I know fully well about Chicago. “I’ve never heard him talk about either,” I whispered.