Ryan Reynolds Quotes Novels & Stories

MARK “Do you want my honest opinion, sir?” Reyna asked me. “Reyna, right now, you are free to not act as my personal assistant, but someone I am confiding in,” I told Reyna. I already had the conversation with Vector, but it wasn’t enough because I was still troubled. Maybe it was because I was looking for someone who would tell me to tell Alexa to slow down. “Are you sure?” Reyna asked me. “One hundred percent,” I responded.

If you do what you’ve always done, you’ll get what you’ve always gotten. ~Anthony Robbins Raphael After I having a word with Leo, I had told myself I would stay away from Lyra, The words ‘Stay away from Lyra Colburn’ had become my mantra over the weekend, I wanted it to sink in my7 brain so that on Monday I would meet with Mr. Robertson and inform him that I would no longer be in need of Lyra’s tutorials and I could manage on my own.

“Well, if anything, I trust Reece isn’t that foolish to go down a wrong path. He probably knows what he is doing, but I’m just hoping that he…” “What’s wrong?” Reynold asked. “It seems an insect bit me. That stupid bastard.” I heard Ryan voice out in a painful tone. “Serves you right.” I said under my breath. But then, the only thing is that I didn’t get to hear what he had to say last. “Man up.” Reynold said to him. “Yeah. Speaking of that, I’ll be going to the woods for a morning run and when I’m done, I’ll be having a sweet bath in the river. Are you going to tag along?” Ryan asked, sounding happy.

Or I think I might actually die! Rebecca wrote, "Then die. I'll attend your funeral." Ryan replied, "You're so mean! Send me your location now! Or I'll assassinate your entire family!" Rebecca rolled her eyes at his reply. She decided to end the conversation there and stuffed her phone back into her bag, focusing on picking out a gift instead.

Reynolds turns to me his expression stern. "Thank you, Miss De Andrade. That boy is always so aggressive and impulsive. We might have had a more devastating outcome had you not come through."

Ryαn gαve α fαint smile αnd sαid‚ “It feels good to be bαck here. Honestly‚ it feels strαnge being on this side now becαuse not long αgo‚ I wαs sitting exαctly where you αre now‚ worried αbout αssignments‚ exαms‚ αnd the future.” The hαll filled with lαughter αnd α few murmurs of αgreement. “But let me tell you something‚” Ryαn continued‚ his voice stronger‚ “worrying won’t get you αnywhere. Focus will. Discipline will. You cαn hαve every dreαm in the world‚ but without consistency αnd hαrd work‚ they’ll just stαy αs dreαms.”

“Deeply…You’re my favorite. Don’t tell Robert.” “You care?” I scoffed. “That’s rich, coming from you. You’d laugh even if I dropped dead in front of you.” “True,” he said with a shrug, “but I’d still make sure your body was dressed in something decent first. Can’t have people thinking the youngest of us died looking pitiful.” I rolled my eyes. “I hate you.” “Good,” Reynold said without missing a beat. “That means I’m doing my job right.”

Rayne's POV I ran my hand over my mouth to keep myself from outrightly questioning the words I had just heard from Reynolds. “What exactly do you mean by, ‘see me before she's gone forever’?” “If it wasn't obvious from the picture alone, she's very ill, and the doctors aren't making any headway with her treatment,” said Reynolds. “She has a few weeks left, at most. You're the only thing she keeps talking about.” Even from the look in his eyes alone, I still couldn't bring myself to trust his words. But the picture . . . It couldn't have been fake, right?