Outlander Jamie Fraser Quotes Novels & Stories

“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?”

“I have never been happy, when I found you, I found myself and awakened my dead self, for eight years, I was dead and I turned into an asshole just to keep living for you, but when I found you, I couldn’t even stand the nudity of another female, you gave me a strong boner and an easy released, that no female had ever given me. With you life is easy and I want to keep living. I love you Brittany, my Tiffany, my Luna, and my mate.” “You are the best thing that ever happened to me.” “Are you sure?” he asked. “I swear on my life…” “Brittany don’t you fucking swear on your life.” Jamie’s voice was laced with worry and fear, I smiled at the way he was reacting to my words.

Jamie's voice was resounding with anger. Jared decided to hurry down to the lyceum maybe he could prevent Jamie from spilling anything. "Jamie!", He called out as soon as he was able to see them. "What did you tell them?". Jared barely whispered as he kept peering from one face to another hoping they wouldn't hear the conversation between he and Jamie. "Relax, I was just talking to them about the camp, lover boy", Jamie replied as calmly as he could. Jared's face twitched in disbelief, he activated his sixth sense, Jamie was saying the truth.

"Francesca never liked me. Not too surprisin', considerin' Granny Fae warned me about her when she met her." Jamie and I were walking one of the tourist trails, getting some fresh air after our crying fest. Some people were on the sides taking photos or coming back from a hike. It was quiet, soothing, and I had never seen this amount of green in a while.

not that bad," she said, trying to offer reassurance, although she knew it was a feeble attempt. "You're a terrible liar," he replied, managing a wry smile. If only he knew how wrong he had been there. She'd managed to convince him that she was his mate after all. "I don't know what to do," Camden admitted, tears streaming down her face as she touched his chest, hoping for some brilliant idea that would save him. "You need to go," Jamie said weakly. "The lodge is under attack. Two men have already been killed. Four now if you include Jake and me," he revealed. "Don't say that!" Camden pleaded, her sobs intensifying as her tears fell relentlessly. "Please don't die," she begged. "I wish we'd

Dave snaps again, Jamie grumbles, cursing under his breath “And just so we are clear if anyones going to fuck this up its the one who cant even say over! Over” I swear his eyes near pop out of his head and this time even drake laughs, jamie glares at him before he picks up the walkie to respond “I swear when i get you home your dead” “Over.. and for the record the first thing im going to do when i get you home is finding you someone to fuck.. You need to lighten up, pop the cherry, live a little mate. Over…” “Oh my gosh are you ready or not?” “Over and yes im ready over”

Though both the first in and this one had the same olive skin this boy had more defined muscles. The old man Jamie laughed. "Of course it was real, Francis, why would you think I did not know actually Oliviér Fóix?" The boy Francis shrugged with the same baffled look on his face. "I do not know.The tales you told us you had with him always seemed straight out of a fantasy book, I mean when have we ever seen you with anyone so popular?" "Hey, I am popular." The old man Jamie was quick to defend himself. Francus shook his head. "We grew up with you, you sort of like old potatoes to us, Oliviér bloody Fóix...."

"He's a chatterbox." I waved him off. "I don't mind it." Jamie was already pressing himself against Cade's side and talking his ear off about something I couldn't catch. "Are you staying?" he called back to me. I looked at Gordon. He had already concluded it was too late to redirect. "For now," I said. Jamie seemed to find this acceptable. He nodded seriously and then looked at Jules. "Jules said you're fast." "Jules talks too much," I said.

Jamie spoke in the middle of the night—while they were sitting in the backyard with a nearly dying bonfire. "Tell him not to rush," Lucas replied quickly. Jamie turned his head and looked at him incredulously—making Lucas also turn his head. It was a strange situation, and he was annoyed by Jamie's gaze, which seemed to mock him. "What?" he asked. "This doesn't sound like you," Jamie narrowed his eyes, "weren't you the one who said you wanted Rafael to attack Liam immediately to avenge what that man did to you—My bad. I mean to your Clara?"

I yelled and cried, blood draining from my whole body as I stared at the dark dreadful place that awaits nothing but pain. "She's so insultive! I can't believe this!" Jamie slammed in disgust. "The more you waste our time, the longer you st ay there." He drawled Asif he said something so irrelevant and repeated the forbidden word to crush my existence. "Take her in, ..now!"