Jamie Quotes Outlander Novels & Stories

"Any last words to say to your beautiful wife?" Jamie watches for a long while, the agony slowly disappearing from his eyes. "No, I don't have any" he said, his voice bold and true. "You hear that love? He hardly cares about you" I said into her ear, nozzling my nose against her hair. "He has never cared about any of us, " she cried "he's a monster" "Well isn't this getting rather interesting" "You know what Logan DeAngelo? Go to hell and meet your damn uncle there!" Jamie bursts out.

These sentences were the only thing on Jamie's mind. "Why don't we hook Alice up with one of my own, I mean she's not getting any younger and since you, Jamie are greedy and can't wait to get your hands on another person's wealth" Xavier didn't mind the comments from his Dad and Ander, he continued with what he was saying. Rita had this smile that was screaming "Proud" clearly. She loved the show, how Jamie is humiliated in front of the servants.

he accuses. “A little,” I admit, smiling despite myself. Jamie points her glass at Alessandro. “You need to lighten up, Don Alessandro. Life is for the living,” she says, and I laugh at the way she uses a strong Italian accent to call him Don. Alessandro snorts, and I can see the faintest hint of a smile tugging at his lips. “Careful, Jamie,” he says dryly. “I might start to think you actually like me.”

I chuckled. “I’m jealous,” Jamie sighed. “Maybe I should go hunt down a certain feisty Nonna.” “I think you need to leave Nonna alone,” I glowered. “Me too,” someone growled outside the door. Mick then leaned in with a murderous look on his face. “Stay away from my Nonna you piece of shit.” “How do you know I was talking about your Nonna? Huh? There could be any number of Nonna’s on my radar,” Jamie said stubbornly, that familiar defiant glint in his eyes.

She smiled into my ears and my eyes widened in surprise. “You spoke about me?” I looked towards a smiling Jamie. “Every night.” His mate answered, no ill feeling in her eyes, just kindness and ease. “For a second I was afraid he was in love with his long lost childhood friend.” She joked and I looked at her like she was crazy and I burst out laughing. I haven't laughed this much, felt this happy in years. I pulled her into another hug, my energy bouncing off the roof right now. “My heart all belongs to you.” Jamie smiled at his mate, nudging her shoulders softly with his own.

I whispered in her ear and I was sure a smile just about made its way onto her lips but, as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone again as she pulled away from me and walked out of the room without another word. "Love? Pfft. Don't make me laugh," Jamie said when Ellie was gone. I glared at her across our brother's body but that didn't seem to bother her, she just waited for the next moment she got to make her comment. "When you find your mate, then you'll understand. Sorry that you hate El, but I'm not kicking her out of my life," I shrugged.

“You really haven’t changed, Mai. Your heart is still so kind. No wonder Jasper is head over heels for you. He saw in you the same qualities I saw back then.” I smiled shyly. What is it they both saw in me anyway? “I actually admire your husband,” Jamie said with a laugh. “Why’s that? Admire him for what?” I asked curiously. “Where else would you find someone who threatens his girlfriend’s boyfriend—me—and keeps slapping me in the face with the fact that you belong to him?”

Clasping my hands around the arrow, I made to pull it out of my arm. “If I were you, I wouldn’t try that,” the rogue beside Rebecca said as he shook his head with pity in his eyes. “Jerome!” Rebecca glared at him after he spoke. “How could you say that to her? Don't tell me you’re starting to feel the mate bond?” She grabbed onto his arm, blinking her lashes at him, her lips pouted.

Tasha I giggled when I was picked up off the porch by Jamie. He gently bit into my shoulder, drawing a moan from me. He smirked down at me. “You are so damn beautiful, Tasha.” I ran my fingers over his neck. “And you are so damn handsome, Jamie.” “So, do you think Falcon ran away from our lovemaking or do you think he actually went somewhere productive?” I smacked his shoulder. “I’d have run away, too. You guys didn’t let him sleep.”

Jamie stared at the waves for a long moment before saying, “Yeah. I am. I think… I think I’m always too much for people. Too loud, too dramatic, too flamboyant. I start to think maybe love just isn’t built for people like me.” Camila reached over and held his hand. “Someone out there is your level of extra. We’ll find him. And he better be rich.” They all laughed, but it was softer now—more thoughtful. As the night stretched deeper into early morning, Tessa felt an odd warmth. Not just from the fire, but from them. Camila with her wild, fearless heart. Jamie with his exaggerated flair hiding a tender soul. And herself—somewhere between lost and found. “Truth,” Jamie said suddenly, pointing a