Ponyboy Direct Quotes Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry, man. I got your back.” “Thanks,” Joey whispered. The bus pulled to a stop and they all filed out. As James and Joey were making their way across the quad to Joey’s first class they heard, “Hey, midget boy! Yo! I’m talkin’ to you!” They paused midstride. Joey sighed, looked down, and shuffled his feet back and forth. “I got this,” whispered James. “Whatcha need, Gabe?” he said loudly. “This ain’t got nutin’ to do wit’ you, O-lympia,” Gabe spat.

“It’s not easy for you to achieve steelification. Tell me who sent you and I shall spare your life.” Atticus’ eyes glowed brightly when he said in a deep voice, “You’re wildly conceited, boy.” “It seems that you're reluctant to accept my suggestion.” Kayson shook his head. Soon afterward, the ground underneath his feet shook as he left a footprint on the ground just like Atticus, and his body shot into the air. “Hmm?” Atticus expressed his astonishment and met Kayson’s attack by sticking his chest out!

“Sorry, I didn't catch that, Pretty boy. Say what?” “I said, my name is Quincy. Do not fucking call me Pretty boy!” Ohh, the rich boy could swear. His voice grew louder with every word. His face flushed upon realizing his outburst. I couldn't help the laughter that was burbling at the pit of my stomach, so I burst out laughing. Right there is a loud crack.

“Everyone says you were heroes. But Willow says you were just… people. Who got old. Who died.” ‎ ‎He paused, digging his fingers deeper into the earth. ‎ ‎“Were you scared? Of dying, I mean.” ‎ ‎The breeze moved through the oak, leaves rustling soft. ‎ ‎The boy’s eyes widened as warmth rose through the soil, wrapping around his hands. ‎ ‎He sat very still, listening. ‎ ‎After a long moment, he smiled, small and wondering. ‎ ‎“Oh,” he whispered. “You weren’t scared of dying. You were scared of not living enough.”

Afraid of being heard by the teacher, she said angrily, "You are in puppy love!" "Hmm? I wish. " "…" Jacob leaned back to the back of his chair and said lazily, "I’m not young."

Seconds later the teenager felt the straps securing his body and head to the table. "As well all know," Karen explained, "the best way to train a pony is to dehumanize them. And probably one of the best ways to do that is to prevent them from speaking like a human. With that in mind Hannah has requested that the doctor apply medical glue to the ponyboy's vocal cords to prevent him from speaking."

“It’s yours Daddy! My pussy is yours. You’re rubbing it so hard, Daddy. My ass is burning and I think you’re fucking my pussy...” “My pussy! This is my pussy now and don’t you ever forget it.” The bed was squeaking, the headboard banging against the wall. I knew we were being too loud, but I couldn’t stop. “I’m going to come so hard inside this pussy, baby girl. Daddy is going to fill you with his seed.”

MOM "then we are 2nd?"- Bobby "yes"- J.DAD "why not us will be the 1st group to go outside and we will clear the way"- Bobby "it is not possible for your condition now Bobby"- J.DAD "but-"- Bobby "We believe that our sons can make a way from us, especially the bite won't makes us suddenly become one of them"- J.DAD my father still wants to rebut but he swallows it "Okay we go for that plan"- Bobby

“Nothing is going on between Ponyboy and me.” Jez tilts her head with an incredulous snicker. “Seriously? Come on, girl, that boy is hot. I mean, he might not be in the same league as a certain gorgeous tortured boy that likes to wear a lot of black, but he’s close.” I roll my eyes. “It’s never been like that. Plus, Ponyboy is a player.” Jez slaps her hands over her thigh, sits up on her knees, and faces me. “Maybe that’s what you need.”

“I like to see that you keep your promises Bobby,” Dylan said as Jackie parked the car that she had gotten back just that morning in a spot in the Pizza Palace parking lot. Jackie gave Bobby a look that read just how well she knew about him keeping his word. Yeah her body was feeling many different ways because of all of his promises and how good he kept them.