Novel & Cerita Riverdale Quotes

“You know the video was unnecessary right.” I hesitated. “Maybe.” “But,” she added quickly, “I kind of liked it though.” River held up his phone again. “The comments alone are historic.” “Do not read them out loud,” I warned. Too late. “Wow his cock is big I want me some,” River read. “I mean. They are not wrong.” “River,” Jane snapped. “Sorry,” he said, not sorry at all. “This one says so much for I am wooing him.”

"Maybe this will be able to show you that the bond doesn't have to be your enemy. You know, working together.” He held my gaze, then looked away, jaw tight. "The bond is the problem in this case, not the solution.” I stood up, slinging my bag over one shoulder. "Just a thought." I was halfway to the door when Bennett called out, "Rivers." I turned back. "Yeah?" "Ryder is waiting for you in the parking lot. Something about moon flower picking," he said winking at me, with a knowing smirk. Heat crept up my neck. "Thanks,” I said, not meeting either of their eyes.

Cause how would I even start talking to her when she found it unfortunate that Adler married me? “I’m a friend of your daughter, and I assure you that we really have no such relationship,” Adler said respectfully, but with emphasis, this time. Mrs. Raven chuckled. “That wasn’t what my daugther told me.” Mrs. Raven’s chuckled was followed by her friends’ awkward chortle. It was a very familiar sound that the moment I heard it, I immediately visualized my bullies from when I was younger. Rake, Owen, Johnson, and their leader, Adler.

It wasn't the best option or a good decision, but I wanted to see for myself what we were dealing with. Especially since dear ole Mom wasn't being completely forthcoming in allowing us to be told what she anticipated the future would look like. "Are you becoming a pervert now?" River asked as soon as he approached. "Oh, wait, you already are." "Very funny." "Hey, I don't mind the outdoors, but I was having a nice dream when you interrupted me." He yawned and stretched on purpose. "We need to start tracking the wolves." "Are you talking the big dudes with fangs?"

River whispers, turning her back to Tatum, who I stare at with longing. “Yeah.” I mutter. “But she can never know.” “She has a right to choose.” River says, looking over her shoulder, then up at me. “She deserves to know.” “I’m not a choice.” I say, grabbing a plate and loading my food up. River watches me with sad eyes, so I stop and look at her. “It’s an impossibility.” She scoffs. “That’s what everyone says about the Ghost Wolves. Yet, I’ve seen them. Impossible is just what people say when they haven’t found a way yet. So find a fucking way.”

“River! It was not like that at all! Zane was perfectly professional, and there’s nothing more to it!” “But you want something more?” River asks, and I have no choice but to smack his arm. “Ouch!” “You are unbelievable,” I say, looking away as he cackles like a madman. “You know that Zane would never do anything like that. Have you even met him? All he thinks about is work.” “You sound like you resent that,” he quips, and I smack him again. He raises his arms in defeat. “Alright, alright! I’m just kidding. It’s just that… Zane talked to us the other day. He was asking about you.”

She hugged my left leg and placed her head on my thigh. “Yeah, I know.” “That's true, mum! I almost forgot.” River frowned, sitting on the back of his toes, looking at me with a guilty expression on his face. “What's it?” “I met Mr Dashiell.” My hand which was stretched to pat his hair, and my smile froze at his words. Blinking, I took my hand back, gulping before I asked, “Mr Dashiell? Like Dashiell James?” “Yeah! He visited us in School, though —”

He represented a past River desperately wanted to bury. Rain flinched at the harsh tone and tears welled up in her eyes. "But he taught me how to climb," she protested. "I wouldn't fallen from climbing. Mama, he taught me so many things.” River's anger intensified. "Didn't you hear what I just said? No more Lord Draven! If I ever hear you mention his name again, you'll be sorry!" The words seemed to walk out of River’s mouth themselves, fueled by fear and frustration. Shame washed over her as Rain's lower lip trembled and a tear slipped down her cheek.

“The world’s a shitty place,” he says quietly. “So I’m gonna teach you some important things.” The words catch me off guard. Not because they’re dramatic, River doesn’t speak dramatically, he says things plainly. Because nobody’s ever taught me things before just because they wanted me safer. I cover quickly with sarcasm because emotional vulnerability is for people with stable childhoods. “What, like taxes?” “Self-defense.” “Oh.” River steps closer until the toes of his boots are a breath from mine. Slowly, giving me every opportunity to pull away, he lifts one hand and tips my chin upward gently.

And as if hypnotized, the next thing that came out of River's mouth was, "It must be nice if someone looked at me every day with those beautiful eyes." "Excuse me?" Daisy frowned when what River said to her she really couldn't understand. River blinked his eyes. But instead of apologizing for rambling on, the man smiled and said, “I said you have pretty eyes, Daisy. It feels like I can just stare into those pretty eyes all day without doing anything else.” Daisy wanted to swear at River who dared to tease her in a situation like this. But that was just a stupid wish from his brain, because in fact now his heart actually became flowery after receiving a sweet compliment like that.