Ryan Reynolds Quotes Novels & Stories

“I did. Every time I held you back in training. Every time I reminded you to think before you lit the flame. Every time I told you that *strength without clarity is a curse.* You didn’t listen.” Seraphine folded her arms. “So you gave up on me.” “No,” Reyna said softly. “I’m just waiting to see which part of you survives.” ---

She suddenly yelled. "Listen to me, woman." Arthur charged. "No, you listen to me!" She yelled again, scaring the hell outta him. She could be scary at times and this was one of the times. She wiped the tears away before she continued talking. "My son is not a murderer. Do not call him a murderer. You'll never! You'll never call him a murderer. The day you do this, Arthur Reynolds, I swear on everything I own, I'll kill you and kill myself. Stop being stoic. Have at least a bit of human feelings. You sent the poor boy to a foreign country and he has reflected on himself for more than ten years. What more do you want? Act like a father for once and let him feel your comfort. Everyone makes m

Reynolds shrugged as he sipped his coffee as well. I sat down with my legs crossed across. There was actually nothing much to say right now than to listen to all they have to say and then I get to give my honest answers and contributions when needed. "So how have the campaigns been going in your side, Reynolds??" I asked him as I sipped my hot coffee. "Uhmmm, actually I have been working my ass out just to get things Successful. And I truly believe that we will win this fast approaching election. I have arranged a lot." He muffled as he looked at us.

Carter spoke again, slowly trying to think before he uttered every word. "And my wife! She was going to be my wife you fucker! Your sorry won't change anything! Your wife is begging me to spare your life because you're fucking father! But think about me! My soon to be wife, my love, you snatched her away from me. How do you think I'm going to spend rest of my life alone?" Tears started to sting Reynolds eyes as he tried to control the shiver in his voice. He was not accusing him or blaming him, but telling him how much he lost while his own family don't want to lose him.

Reyna watched the youths trying to move their legs to no avail. "Coward," he said, suddenly taking us by surprise. "What's wrong, Ray?" Royce asked worriedly. “Those boys, they're cowards for letting Will and Sheryl fight off the beasts so they can escape. Even if it's the same in the end. We will all die.” Reyna said confidently. "Reina!" Mother snapped. Reyna was surprised, then glanced at Mother sarcastically. "Watch your words! Don't talk carelessly. You are a princess who should speak gently and full of kind words.” Mother said confidently.

I could sense her fear, even though she wasn't present. "Yes, sir," her voice came out feebly, and then I hung up the call. Reynold's eyes were on me as soon as I hung up. "Did she agree?" he asked, his tone laced with bitterness. I swallowed hard. "Yeah," my voice came in a low whisper as I adjusted my tie. Even with the air conditioner on, I was still feeling sweaty. "She's the most annoying human I've ever come across," Reynold shook his head, and almost immediately, the phone buzzed. Reynold glanced at me, then picked up the phone. "That's the address," he quipped, starting the car again.

“Remember, don’t just talk the talk; you better walk the walk. A man’s words should be as solid as Mount Tai.” Ryan was really losing his cool. First dealing with an unmanageable Ivy, now facing a sharp-tongued Jena. Oh, Ryan's head hurt so much; the punch still made him dizzy, and now Jene's bold verbal attack. Ryan suddenly silently cursed his bad luck.

“Adele, that would save everything.” “Would it?” I asked softly, still swirling the water in my glass. “Because saving everything and you are two very different things.” His smile faltered a little. “What do you mean?” I met his gaze and smiled slowly, sweetly, dangerously. “You said you wanted to rebuild, right? Then maybe it’s time you rebuilt without breaking anyone else in the process.” He frowned. “I don’t understand.” Of course he didn’t. Ryan was the kind of man who only ever understood when the blade was already halfway through.

For some reason, that comment hit differently. "You already said to Agnes Sminton that I was a troublemaker, so according to you, I guess I am." Right as I was finishing my sentence, Dr Reynolds pulled up at my apartment building. "Get out before you say something you'll regret." He said, pulling the handbrake, his arm brushing against mine as he did so. I opened the door and stepped out. "Thanks for the ride." I said. "It was the least I could do." Dr Reynolds said. "Hey, one more thing before you go."

Ryan said with a smug expression on his face, as if he was truly proud of whatever he had accomplished. “So, are you saying that you killed the father and son, who are the big shots here?” Christ asked with a shocked face. “Yup, and if I had reached here a day later, you would have been dead by now.” Ryan said as his eyes turned cold: “And trust me when I say that no one can hurt my family, then no one can! So he had to die for having the thought of touching you, let alone killing you.” He spoke firmly, almost making a statement.