Patrick Star Quotes Novels & Stories

“Lay it on me.” Patrick huff from beside me as he maneuvers the car out of the parking garage. “You sound chipper for someone whose life is hanging in the balance.” I groan in frustration. “Ugh, stop being dramatic, Patrick. Tell me what happened.” “Well,” he starts but I find that the passing buildings outside are more interesting than being scolded another time tonight. “You certainly surprised everyone with your powerful speech earlier tonight. You certainly went off-tangent and a little more aggressive than what we talked about…”

"Shit." Suddenly, something struck his nose. Then another object followed. Could it be... chocolate? Parker erupted into laughter. "Oh, goddess, she did it. She actually did it." Slapping Grayson's back, he exclaimed, "She's pelting you with truffles. This is the most incredible thing I've ever witnessed in my entire life. And trust me, I've witnessed some crazy shit." Parker's laughter grew even louder, his breaths becoming labored in the midst of his amusement.

Salvatore has the power to burn me, I've felt the painful sparks yet I'm unable to resist him. "I don't know what my lines say, but I hope that a future with you is written in there" he says studying his lines. "What if it does not?" I inquire. "Then I'll make one myself." _________ Vote and comment my loves... ♥️♥️

I turned to look at him, exhaling rapidly before I talked. “I know he won't make that mistake of attacking first again. And if he plans to, we act on the famous quotes.” I said as I took a deep breath, wiping my face with my palm. “What famous quote are you talking about?” He asked as his eyes were opened widely, raising an eyebrow and looking rather curious. I smirked a little, tilting my head to face the direction of the crib of my baby. “Never interrupt your enemies when they are making a mistake,” I said slowly as if I were counting my words as they came out of my mouth. I adjusted on the bed, leaning forward a bit as I exhaled rapidly. Lucas took a deep breath as he licked his lips.

King Parker dismissed the warriors and I sighed, “I’m so ready for this to be over.” King Parker asked, “Why don’t you try that again and see if any more show up?”

QUINN “Don’t do that,” I said quietly. My voice didn’t shake, but something inside me did. Because what he just said sounded unbelievable. “Don’t do what?” he retorted. I inhaled. “What you just said sounds impossible.” A smile curved on his lips. “Nothing I said is impossible.” He didn’t argue but spoke calmly like a fact. I let the words sink in for a while before responding. “That is your assumption,” I said, “do you just throw words around because of a photo given to me by Xavier? Or are you just building conclusions out of fragments?’

Helpless, I can only say it once. Xenos Winter asked several questions and they were all answered. Seeing that Jack just looked reluctant, and now he is so carefree, Patrick Cotton can't help but wonder, 'What you said is true, right?' Jack sneered. 'You don't have to try if you don't believe me.' Patrick Cotton directly took out his mobile phone and took a photo of him, and sink a track: 'If there is any mistake in what you said, I can get you back no matter where you go.'

Ariana said, waving at us. " You too. " We chorused as they left. I stared at the card for a while, reading the number. Glancing up, I saw Patrick staring at me with an amused look on his face. " What?" I found myself asking. " They're hot." He muttered. " What!?" I asked, chuckling. He grinned, relaxing on his chair. At least it's not a lie." " No, it's not." . . . Sylvia's P. O. V

“I mean it.” Smiling again, I just took the tip in my mouth and swirled around. “Ugh.” Patrick’s hips involuntarily moved upwards. “All good things come to those who wait,” I teased. “Haven’t I waited enough?” Patrick panted, his eyes glowing in the late morning light. The double meaning of those words stole the smile off my face, replacing the moment with severity.

Patrick hugged me from behind, burying his nose in my neck and whispering in my ear: “You are not to blame, please don't say that anymore,” he murmured lovingly. “Grandma, I will be okay because you raised me strong and fearless. I won't be alone.” I squeezed Patrick's hands that were around my waist. “I love you beyond life. May God embrace your kind soul, and may you make Him laugh as much as you made me, my queen. Rest in peace.” I stopped speaking, choked with sadness, feeling broken inside. With a gentle nod to Patrick, he signaled the time to close the coffin and lower it. My eyes were fixed; I was unable to believe this was a goodbye.