Santana Glee Quotes Novels & Stories

Santiago. He looked stupidly gorgeous in a dark shirt rolled up at the sleeves, showing forearms that deserved their own movie. “Well, well,” he said with a slow smile. “Didn’t think you'd have the strength to come partying.” Sienna subtly nudged me. “I’ll… um… go talk to my grandma,” she squealed, dashing out of sight. Santiago and I chuckled at her behaviour before our eyes found their way back to each other. Santiago stepped closer, letting the music swallow us both. “You look beautiful,” he said.

The easy smirk he usually wore was gone, replaced by something rawer, something that made my stomach tighten. I looked away quickly, tucking a stray hair behind my ear. My hands were trembling. Liam’s POV I couldn’t find words. Sanjana’s voice wasn’t just good—it was devastating. It intertwined through the room and lodged somewhere deep in my chest, dragging memories of every time music had ever saved me. It was like she was meant for singing. With a little polishing, she would be the next diva of singing.

I said, "Santan is dead." "What? Dead! Santan is dead!" Malik bristled in a surprised tone. "I'm very sorry about that. I didn't see that coming… damn. May his soul rest in peace." "Oh. Not again." Melinda hissed. "you're mentioning the word see, as though you could actually see."

"I didn't mean to, do you think he is jealous?" Although she asked with a sincere voice, her face was showing mischief. She smirked and took a sip of her wine. "Take it easy on the alcohol," Santiago said. "I'm not going to get myself drunk and even if I do, I have you take care of me.." she wiggled her eyebrows. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, it's the moment you all have been waiting for." A voice plastered through the speakers, and everyone faced the stage where Mateo was standing to give a word or two.

Cold. God, I was stupid. I was so drowning in Austin I couldn’t even see Santos standing right there, offering me something real. But Santos didn't even blink. "I think I knew the moment she told me I was arrogant." The table went silent. I felt my eyes go wide. What was he doing? My mother's fork clattered. "She called you... what?" "Arrogant," Santos repeated, clearly unbothered. "She told me I was the most arrogant man she had ever met. And she was right."

After that, I just groaned and didn't pay attention to what he said because I knew he was only using his words to manipulate my thoughts for the last time. "Are those your last words?" I said in a dead voice, but before he could even talk again, I gestured at Finn and Julius to put him down on the floor. "Hold on!" Santi yelled unexpectedly, and then I saw the cowardly version of him speaking right through his eyes, his sweat dripping from his head down his face as he trembles, yet tries to cover it up by plastering a smile on his face.

I can not wait. "Overthrow the PEREZ," Tito grinned again. "Overthrow the people who killed your mother and your sister."

Jade says, offering Quentin an explanation. “A culture without ass,” Quentin says, making everyone laugh. Everything is about the booty with him. What does Santana see…wait, she does have her weird boob obsession; maybe these two are a perfect match. “Well, I, for one, love experiencing new cultures,” Santana chimes in as she takes a bite of her sausage. “I know a couple of things you love,” Quentin whispers a bit too loudly, making Santana nearly choke on her sausage, and I get the feeling that isn't the only sausage she’s had in her mouth recently.

She checked her watch and then fell silent. “Why don’t you love me, Glee? Did you ever?” “What?” “Have you ever loved me? Or was it all make-believe. Everything. Our whole lives together. Was it?” Glee gritted her teeth. “You fool. You absurd, foolish old man. That’s what you choose to say to me now? Really?”

Santana was in the shower singing to Beyonce song, If I were a boy, that was playing in her head while her wife Chloe was in the bedroom getting ready for their evening dinner. Santana's phone on the bed pinged to indicate a message. "Baby your phone!" Chloe yelled on top of her voice, shooting the device a look. Santana paused her singing to answer. "Who is it?" Her question prompted Chloe to go to the phone. She picked it up and frowned when she saw that it was a message from Joe. "It is Joe. He sent you a message."