Rupaul Quotes Novels & Stories

"It should be. Because you are not acting smart at all." "And what am I supposed to be doing? If I may ask, sir? "You are supposed to do as you are told." "And I said I quit. Is that too much?" "It is too much!" Raul retorted, banging his hand on the table. Slowly, he stood up from his seat, standing akimbo. "Don't you know why I am doing all these?" Gwendolyn shook her head. "No, I don't." "I am doing it because I like you."

Everleigh muttered in pure frustration. Nathan hissed this time, releasing his hold from the little plate. "Nor do I. I was even wondering until now how you became part of this circle. You are so annoy–" "You know, there is this famous saying from the East that says: the more you hate a person, the more you'll live him/her in no time." Rael said that while chuckling as he dip his fries on the sauce. Both of our friends made a face while looking away from each other and Everleigh even made a gross face as if she is about to throw up. "Come on, you guys know that my types are rich old men who dies easily. You guys are such a poison to my ears for saying that."

She asked, looking hopeful. I smiled and nodded, and she squealed. I shook my head at her. “I don't know how Raphael finds the energy that he exudes on this show,” I told Raven. “He is just a ball of energy. There is never a dull moment with him.” She concurred. I nodded as I stared at Raphael's energetic body moving on the screen, I was watching the rebroadcast of today's live stream. “Ariel,” Raven called, I raised my head from my screen and stared at her, “I am just so happy to get to talk about everything happening with you,” Her eyes turned wistful.

said one of her friends, on the rich list, one late afternoon, during a massage session, in the spa of one of her hotels. “If you mean the statue, the definition is perfect!” Rúbia responds, in an ironic tone. “Oh girl, he’s “perfection”, there’s nothing about him that isn’t just right!” “My eyes have already seen this...” interrupts Rúbia. “I have never in my life come so close to a man like that, and I believe I never will again.” Her friend exaggerates, with admiration. “Dios mio, you and the others seem to be choreographing the lines, because you all look like teenagers!” Rúbia speaks, already showing impatience.

“What’s the occasion?” I click away from the website. “What do you want, Raphael?” “I can’t shoot the shit with my big brother?” Raphael might be just the distraction I need right now. “I don’t know if we’ve ever shot the shit, but if you’re saying you’ve got something to discuss with me, then please, go right ahead.”

Maybe I could start over, rebuild, and find happiness again. But for now, I would take it one step at a time. As we finished our tea, the conversation shifted to lighter topics—movies, books, and Sophie’s latest escapades at work. She was a natural storyteller, weaving tales that had me laughing until my sides hurt. “I swear, Lila, my boss has this ridiculous obsession with motivational quotes. Today, he walked into the office and said, ‘Dreams don’t work unless you do.’ And I’m like, sir, can I dream of a raise while working myself to the bone?” Sophie rolled her eyes dramatically, making me giggle.

Rae: Me I've been thinking about getting myself some anyways were about to take badass to a whole nother level. Nov: I'm just coming for moral support. siete tutti Trippin se pensate che passerò attraverso il dolore di avere più tatuaggi figuriamoci uno. Ti amo però! ( y'all are Trippin if you think that I'm going to go through the pain of getting multiple tattoos let alone one. Love you though!) I click my phone off then continue laughing at Nova I see Rae come down and we just look at each other before we burst into laughter at my best friend's antics. Everyone at the table looks at us like we're crazy. after a bit, we finally sobered up.

I whispered, my voice thick with emotion, "you've been through so much. I'm so sorry." His arms tightened around me, his breath warm against my skin. "You're my role model, Raul," I admitted, my voice trembling. "Why's that?" he asked, his voice soft and curious. "Because you're brave, Raul. You're strong. You've survived betrayal, heartbreak, and disappointment—and yet, here you are, still capable of loving me. That's not just strength... it's inspiring." A smile ghosted across his lips as he slowly sat up.

“About you. About Aurora. I want to know how she’s been there for you. How she’s made you the person you are today.” Luna hesitated, her hands twisting nervously in front of her. “Aurora...” she began softly, her voice trailing off. She looked down, her thoughts swirling. “Aurora is the strongest person I’ve ever known,” she said finally. “Stronger than anyone I’ve ever met.” Raphael’s smile grew slightly. “That’s a big thing to say,” he said, leaning forward a bit. “What makes you say that?”

46 Raffael No one understands the violence it takes to become this gentle. That was one of my father’s favorite quotes. He used it whenever my brother and I fought, right before he forced us into an awkward hug or when people questioned why he let certain mishaps slide. I never understood it. Not until now. “What the hell is wrong with him?” I heard Sophia ask some of my men behind me. “We don’t know, ma’am,” one of them answered. They wouldn’t understand even if I had it displayed on a fucking billboard.